Michael Clifford fan boy preferences

Fighting

"For the last time! That was my cousin!" You shouted at the top of your lungs. Michael had found a magazine with a picture of you and your cousin, but the paps and Michael didn't know that. 'Y/N getting bored with just one?' Was the headline of the article. "How do I know you're not lying!" Michael shouted at you, you grabbed your car keys and grabbed the door knob. "No, don't leave!" He yelled and grabbed your arm, "Michael, let go!" You growled but he only tightened his grip onto your foream, "Not until you say you'll stay!" He yelled and before you knew it, your hand met his cheek. He stepped back and held his burning cheek, staring at you in disbelief as you stared at your hand. "Michael-" You began but he just started crying, "Go if you want to leave so bad!" He shouted and practically pushed you out the door. He flopped down on the couch and sobbed to his hearts content as he held his stinging cheek, which was until he fell asleep.