#michael dance

It's been two years and you had finally gotten the courage to tell Michael why you left

    Through a letter

But 'hey' you thought to yourself it was better than nothing even if you weren't giving it to him directly.

You had just finished writing the letter in a small coffee shop when you saw one of Michael's good friends Calum Hood. You gave yourself a quick pep-talk and practically shoved the letter into Calum's hands as you told him to 'give it to Michael and to not read it,please' You gave Calum no time to respond as you rushed out of the small cafe as soon as you let the words escape your mouth.

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"Tam-tam!" you yelled as you stepped into the apartment that you shared with your best friend. As soon as the words left your mouth you face palmed yourself remembering that Tammy had left for a vacation with her parents. 

"Stupid." you muttered to yourself as you trudged over to your couch and collapsed onto it. Soon enough you were falling asleep the long day finally taking its effect on you.

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You were awoken by a loud banging on the door. You groggily stood up and walked up to the door wondering who would be here as you opened up the door you were met with your answer. In front of you stood Michael Clifford. A very angry looking Michael Cifford his caramel blonde hair was sticking out in its usually styled mess his eyes were dark and flaring with anger. You saw his hand gripping tightly at what you recognized to be your letter.

Michael didn't say anything he only barged in, you sighed closing the door and started following his stomping figure towards the kitchen. He swiftly turned around almost causing you to collide into his chest.

"M-Michael?" you asked still unsure why he was here.

He looked at you in the eyes, his still flaring with anger.

"All these years, all these fucking years y/n." he finally spoke but you heard a slight slur to his voice. You then noticed the smell of alochol radiating off of him.

You opened your mouth to speak but Miichael cut you off.

"You thought?- you god damnit y/n" he was pacing back and forth in front of you. You only watched him not knowing what to do. He started pacing faster now

"And I - I thought- shit." he spoke again now tugging at his hair.

"Michael you're drunk please calm down." you said worriedly. He only shook his head continuing to pace.

"Mikey." you said your voice a whisper. That caused Michael to look at you and  something snapped within him.

He took three long strides toward you, his boots making loud thumping sounds probably at the same volume your heart was beating.

"God damnit Y/N" he said as he cupped your face. His thumb swiping against your cheek back and forth.

"Don't do that don't ever doubt your self. Don't think that you dont deserve anything you need so much you need the world." he said before enclosing his lips over yours. Your hands shot up and tightly gripped his hair you never wanted to let go of him. You responded by kissing back the kiss was slow and packed with so much passion you could barely breathe. Michael broke the kiss and looked at you in the eyes his eyes crazy with an overwhelming amount of feelings you couldn't read.