Written Words Left Unsaid (Michael Cliffofd Fanfic)

Chapter 14

Ok, so I realised that I had posted chapter 3 twice instead of chapter 4 *face palm*. But I fixed it now! It really is chapter 4 I promise you! So, the story will probably make a little more sense now that that big chunk isn't missing.

Thank you again for reading this my lovelies!

The Author xxx

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Michaels P.O.V.

Damn it my arm was killing me! I can't believe it hurt so much, and now I can't find the panadol tablets, just great. Ha! I found some and swallowed them down, hopefully it would help. I walked back upstairs, but didn't here Hayley playing the guitar, maybe she was asleep again. I walked into my room and there she was, curled up in my bed sleeping soundly.

She had changed into my shorts and one of my singlets, again looking better than I did. But the singlet was revealing more of her body than any of the other things she had worn. It cut very lot around get chest and under her arms. I watched her sleeping, wondering what she could be dreaming about, and just taking in her beauty. I watched her chest rise and fall evenly with every breath she took. Then I bit my lip, I had to stop watching her like that, I felt like a perv.

I didn't bother trying to sleep, my arm hurt too much and I wasn't tired. I went down stairs and pulled out my phone. I was scrolling through twitter when I noticed something that fans were hash tagging.

#BeNiceToMickeysGirl

Then I looked at some of the comments that followed.

'So cute!'

'I wish I had a guy like Michael!'

'Hayley is so pretty!'

'They just killed me with their perfectness'

I laughed at how they would react to thing so easily. I saw the guys had started the trend, of course it was Calum's idea, and tweeted thanks to everyone. Well, I didn't really have anything to do, then there was a knock on the door.

I walked over and opened it to reveal the moving company van out the front and a few workers.

'Is this the Clifford residence?' One of them asked.

'Yeah, come on in. But my girlfriends sleeping upstairs, so could you be quiet?' I asked standing aside to let them in.

'Sure thing buddy,' said the one who knocked on the door. They walked around and started to box things and wrap things, and they were really quiet too. I helped out when I could but only having one arm meant I was pretty useless. In the end I just went upstairs and sat on the bed carefully so I didn't wake Hayley up. I was sitting there when I saw her iPod laying there.

I picked it up. I thought about what her pass code might be, but she didn't have one, so I just unlocked it. I know I shouldn't have looked, but I had nothing else to do, and I didn't think she would have something to hide. I went to her pictures first, there were ones of her room, her friends, quotes and celebrities, and me. Wait, me? I looked more closely at the pictures and I know knew why I didn't recognise them, I was sleeping. Cheeky girl was taking pictures of me!

I chuckled to myself then went to her music, it was full of All Time Low, Sleeping With Sirens, Mayday Parade, Pierce The Veil, Ed Sheeran and a few other artists. I knew most of the songs, so I then went and looked at what apps she had. Most were just social networking sites, but there were quiet a few for writing.

I clicked on one of them and it opened up to a document that had a lot of writing on it. Yeah, I shouldn't have read it, but I liked the way she wrote, it fascinated me the way she could make words into something meaningful. I scrolled down and saw that it was a story. She must have been writing it for a while, because it just kept going an going. I thought about reading it, but didn't, because I was already pushing it with looking through her things anyway.