princess

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tacis POV

I watched michael with wide eyes while he stormed away like someone had just kicked him out of the band

that better not have happened

I pulled away from calum "mike!!" I yell and reach for his arm but he just shakes me off and continues walking.

I stand there in shock and watch him angrily make his way to his house with dani trailing behind "are you okay babe?" calum asks, wrapping his arm around my waist

I shake my head and wiggle out of his grip, biting my lip "I...I have to go after him" I stutter, starting to walk away

I heard calum start to call me out but I was hoping luke or Ashton held him back. I've only ever seen michael this mad when I got beaten up by a bunch of guys in year 9.

I started running the same direction michael went and got stopped by dani "taci I really think it's a bad idea" she warns, trying to push me back

"no!! we are always here for eachother and even if I don't know why he's acting like this I have to be there for him." I yell, clenching my jaw in frustration

"why are you doing this taci, I told you he does" she sighs, almost completely changing the subject

"for the last time dani. he doesn't feel the same way, I'm trying to get over it!! why can't you just let me do that" I snap, pulling at my hair

"you never even said anything taci how do you know" she asks, her voice going softer

"because why ruin a friendship over a 'what if' dani. he means too much to me for me to go and mess everything up like that" I sigh in defeat, glancing at her

"I'm going dani, he needs me" I state, rushing into the clifford house

I wave towards michaels mom and his sister, nessa. before rushing up the stairs and knocked on his door lightly

"mikey?" I ask, my voice extremely innocent and quiet sounding, I'm not exactly sure why though

I heard him clear his throat "yeah uh come in" he mutters

I slowly open the door and see michael on his bed with pictures infront of him. I could see his cheeks were stained with tears.

"mikey....what's going on?" I ask quietly, my heart breaking at seeing my friend this broken

"I.....um i" he stumbles over his words, trying to figure out what to say

I sigh and rush across his room, tackling the tall boy onto his bed, hugging him tightly and nuzzling my face into his neck "you don't have to tell me if you don't want to mike but I'm here for you and we can have a movie marathon and cuddle and im going to make you feel better like we always do" I ramble, my voice muffled by his shirt

"babe" he laughs, pulling my face off of his chest and holding me at arms length "I love you so much, you know that?" he grins, but his eyes held a totally different emotion

"you've said it once or twice" I giggle, winking playfully

******

after hours of endless movies and junk food we were laying on his bed, my head on his lap, while we looked through the cute album he had with pictures of us in it.

I let out a loud laugh and turned the photo so he could see, he untangled his hands from my hair and grabbed the photo, bursting out laughing.

I took the photo back and studied it, it was an action shot of michael giving me a piggy back ride in year six and we were mid fall, my brown hair flying everywhere and one of his legs straight up in the air