Mood Ring © Michael Clifford Fanfic

Chapter 1

"Are you okay Mikey?" I ask him as he lays beside me on his bed.

"What? Yeah..." he lies.

"Michael don't lie to me!" I say sternly.

"I'm just feeling a bit low," he explains.

"I could tell, you're hair is a dark shade of blue."

"That's the worst thing about this stupid thing!" he yells sitting up on the bed.

His hair changes to a dark red.

"I hate this I can't feel something without everyone knowing it too!"

"It's okay Mikey, it's okay," I say soothingly.

"No Lily! It's not okay! No matter what I'm feeling everyone else knows it too! This hair is really annoying me! I don't want it to change colour anymore! Not unless I dye it myself!"

"I know, Mikey," I reassure him.

"I don't think you do! You aren't the freak who's hair changes colour when his mood changes! You aren't known as 'Mood Ring Mikey'!" he says with tears in his eyes.

"Mikey don't mind them people. They are just jealous. To be fully honest, I think it's kind of sexy. I love when we are having a bit of fun your hair turns a bright pink," I wink at him.

He gave me a weak smile.

"And I love the way your hair turns purple when you are getting turned on," I lean over and whisper in his ear, while my hand trails up his leg.

His hair begins to colour purple at roots but it was still a bit blue at the ends.

I crawl over to where he is on the bed and sit in his lap. The purple being half way down each strand of hair.

I begin to grind my hips on him, slowly and at a steady pace. I run my fingers through his hair and start to kiss his neck lightly.

I remove my lips from his neck and look to his hair. I see the purple reaching the tips of his hair.

"Mood Ring Mikey," I whisper to him.

"Hmm?"

"So you don't mind me calling you Mood Ring Mikey?"

"When you say it, it sounds sexy. Say it again," he smirks.

"Mood Ring Mikey," I say into his neck.

He pushes me over and pins my arms over my head.

"I swear if you say that one more time, I don't know what I will do to you," he growls.

"Mood. Ring. Mikey."

"Oh shit! That's it!" He crashes his lips hungrily.

I grind my hips on his and he grinds with me.

"Lock the door," I say to him.

As he gets up to lock the door I take off my shirt.

As he turns around his eyes go wide.

"Hey that was my job," he whines.

"There's still plenty more," I wink seductively.

"Good point," he says, kissing me again.

A/N:

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