DM's || Michael Clifford (Completed)

37. Disconnected.

You went back after 5 minutes plainly because you felt like you were too harsh on him, so you walked into the room only to be met with an angry Michael. But who could blame him?

"You're a fucking bitch," he stated making you laugh as you unstrapped him.

"I'm sorry, that was a little over the top, I know." You admitted and Michael got up. You handed him his clothes and he put them on. He just didn't say anything which made you feel bad.

"Mikey, please.." You begged but he ignored you and walked out of the room, making you think that he hated you. You fought back the tears as you left the room and followed him.

"I'm sorry!" You shouted and Michael turned around and rushed towards you.

"I don't want to hear it y/n!" He said aggressively making you quiver. You went to touch his arm but he slapped your hand away, leaving you to think about how he felt earlier. He walked away from you, and you let him. After a few minutes you went to the party. You noticed Taylor in the corner talking to Ed, so you walked up to them.

"Where have you been y/n?" Taylor asked and you sighed.

"I'm so stupid," you wined, totally ignoring her question. Ed furrowed his eyebrows.

"What have you done now?" He asked, and Taylor looked at you expectantly.

"I, uh," you stopped as Luke came up to you.

"What have you done to Michael?" He demanded and you ran your hands through your hair.

"After the zombie prank I wanted to get my own back so I made him believe that I was going to have sex with him but I strapped him into a chair and left him there, naked, for 5 minutes." You admitted, you were ready for everyone to shout at you but they just laughed.

"Michael will get over it," ed said making you shake your head.

"You know, I'm not too sure." You admitted but Luke put his hand on your arm.

"I've got a plan.. We need to make him get protective over you," Luke said making you nod slowly.

"It could work.." You said. And Luke laughed.

"Yeah, Give me a few minutes to think of someone that we could use." Luke said before he got thinking. So you got back to talking with Taylor and Ed before you let out a surprised scream. You turned around to see who had touched your butt. There was a tall muscular guy with dark hair and blue eyes smirking down at you.

"Do you mind?" You asked, and the man smiled. He slapped your butt again making you gasp and take a step back.

"Hey! I'm getting married in a few days arsehole!" You shouted but he came closer.

"That means that you can have a little fun before then," the man said, "don't you want to have a little fun?"

"Not with you I don't.." You cringed as you took a step back. But the man wrapped his hand around your waist and pulled you into him. You tried to pull away but the man pushed you backwards making Taylor and Ed move out of the way. The man backed you up against the wall and started to kiss your neck. When you realised that he was too strong for you, you looked at your friends for help.

"Luke this is too much! Can you tell him to back off a bit?" You asked as you tried to squirm out of his grip, you saw Ed rush off and Taylor couldn't do anything but stand there and stare with her mouth wide open. Luke looked confused.

"I don't even know who he is!" Luke admitted which made you realise that this man wasn't part of the plan. You lifted up your knee and it made contact with his crotch which made him stumble back off you. The man clutched at his crotch before looking up at you angrily. Before he could even make his next move he was on the floor due to being tackled by Michael. You gasped as Michael straddled the man and punched him in the face, only it wasn't just one punch.. He kept hitting him, to the point where the man didn't struggle anymore, he didn't have the strength to. Ashton and Calum pulled Michael off of the man and Michael looked at you. He kept his eyes fixed on yours but all you could do was stare with your mouth wide open. He had lost all control. Michael looked back at the man on the floor that everyone seemed to be hovering around. You moved your eyes down to Michaels hand. His knuckles were bleeding. You grabbed Michael by the arm and pulled him out of the room and going towards the room you were both in earlier. You could have sworn you saw a first aid kit in there. As you pulled him into the room you pointed to the metal table.