Chapter 46

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Michael's POV

I couldn't go to Boston, I had a concert scheduled in ATL, right when I was done with that though I was going to Boston to get Sarah back. I figured out I couldn't live without her. It sucked that I even had to live through the next 3 days without her. The doctors had given us some good news, the transfusion worked and she was doing nicely. They said that there was no damage to her brain and she would be back to normal soon. I was so excited to see her again I couldn't stop smiling, but there was one thing I couldn't get out of my head, what she had said to me and Calum. I remembered every word.

Sarah's POV

My eyelids slowly fluttered, light spilling into my eyes for the first time in days. It was so bright I thought it was heaven, but it was the ultra violet lights of a hospital. I yawned and stretched my arms a little, the tug of an IV making my stomach flop, I hated needles. There was nobody in my room, but flowers were in a vase to the side of my bed. I smiled and read the card attached, I love you baby, I'll be back soon to see you - harry. So he was here in Boston? But was Michael and everybody else? Or did they even care about me.... I put the card back down and looked around my room. There was no sign that anybody had been here but Michael, not even my parents I had expected my mother to be sitting there waiting for me to wake up, or my dad leaning up against the door frame like he always did. But no one was here for me. I had pushed them all away, nobody knew who I was anymore.... I got out of touch with the ones who gave me my wings to fly.... tears started flowing down my face as I realized the hole that I had dug myself, nobody would take me back after what I did, I was stuck like this forever, alone and cold. Emotionless. Not Sarah.

( 3 Days Later)

Michael's POV

Since I was going to be in Boston, I told Matt to schedule a concert. But instead of a concert Access Hollywood asked me to do an interview and a private concert so I agreed. The plan after that was to find Sarah, I had heard she was going to be let out and was going to be around town, so I hoped she would come to the studio if she knew I was going to be there. I had sent her about 50 texts saying I had her necklace and where I was going to be, she didn't answer, not one of them. I breathed in and out slowly, hoping this would work. We stepped out of the range rover and as usual a deafening symphony of screams erupted. I did my best to crack a smile, and hurried inside and took my place on the couch when the stage director announced the one minute till show time.

" Hi! I'm Shannon Fitch with Access Hollywood. I'm here interviewing famous teen heartthrob Michael Clifford!" the crowd went wild and I just smiled and waved. " So Michael, the fans want to know why your not as enthusiastic as you were with your concerts?"

" Well every since Sarah Bognar became famous things have been.... well not right. She was and still is the love of my life. Ever since I broke her heart..... my life has been... not whole. She was my everything, she was the only reason I wrote any songs. They were all dedicated to her and now that she's gone... I have no reason for anything."

" That's pretty deep for a 18 year old boy."

" I know most people out there think I'm to young for love and I have no idea what I'm talking about but, well they just don't know."

" What would you say to her right now if she were watching?"

" I would want her to know how much I love and need her."

" You heard it here first on Access Hollywood! After this break Michael will be singing some of his songs!" We braked for a commercial and Shannon went for something to drink while I prepared to sing, if Sarah didn't come.... this would be the last time.

Sarah's POV

Me and harry had stopped and watched Michael on the TV. Harry just scoffed but I was staring straight into his eyes and I knew there wasn't a lie in them, I knew what I had to do.

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