Michael Clifford Imagines

I cant do this without you

By: cliffyluke on tumblr

"You need to wake up because I can't do this without you."
It'd been three weeks since the big accident. The one that landed you in the hospital. The one Michael had been beating himself up about since the moment he felt the car swerve. There's a few things he'd do differently if he could. For starters he would have never even picked the argument in the first place. It was a stupid petty jealously thing and for what? For you to end up in the hospital unconscious and barely breathing on your own.

He spends every waking hour sitting in the chair next to your bed going over the whole situation on a loop in his mind.

The moment he let his jealousy get the better of him.

The moment the shouting started.

The moment your eyes watered over.

The moment he took his eyes off the road.

It doesn't help that you were 8 months pregnant and had to have an emergency c-section. He hasn't even held her yet. At least not until tonight. Not until his mom all but forced her into his arms. She looks like you. Too much like you. So much so that he finds himself breaking down in the quiet hospital room.

"Fuck," he wipes at his soaked green eyes, using the same hand to grab a hold of your own limp hand. "You need to wake up," he breathes shakily. "I can't do this without you."