20-What Used to Be

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{Michael's POV}
~Flashback~

"Michael stop! I'm gonna pee my pants!" Emily giggled as I tickled her.

"GIVE ME THE CONTROLLER!!" I yelled as I kept tickling her stomach.

"Make me." Emily dared staring into my eyes with lust, this had shocked me, Emily typically wasn't like this, I mean we were really just good friends, after all she was dating Evan. I stopped tickling her, I searched her face for something that said she was joking. This was Brooke's best friend, she would kill me. I furrowed my brows. "You heard me, Clifford. I said make me." She growled placing a hand on the back of my neck, she swirled her fingers around my hair.

"What about Brooke and Evan?" I asked pulling away slightly, I wasn't going to fuck Brooke's best friend, I mean she was what? 16?

"I don't think they have to find out." She winked, "Unless of course your scared, Michael" She dared, this shoved my off the edge, I crashed my lips into hers, I let my hands wonder across her body. Her oh so perfect body. Maybe not in the eyes of anyone else, some would say she was way too thin, she need to eat more, she need more muscles, but to me, she was perfect. Some people would say her legs were too long, same for her arms, her hip bones stuck out to much, her hips were too small. Her ass wasn't big enough, her boobs were too small. But she was perfect to me.

"I fucking love you" I mumbled in-between kisses, I felt her smile press against my lips, our lips moving in sync, I grabbed her bum, I had to do something to make her loose control. I started working my way down her neck, I had to try so hard not to leave hickeys. So I moaned against her neck, as I reached down and slipped my hand into her underwear just to feel how much pleasure I was giving her.

"shit" she mumbled, I heard a clunk of the controller on the ground. I pulled away.

"I win." I smirked as I held the controller in front of her face.

"Low move clifford, low move." She said leaning in and kissing my lips softly.

"It's times like this when I wish you were mine." I said looking into her eyes.

"NO strings." She reminded me, I looked down and nodded. She will be mine one day, and I won't ever let go of her. I would treat her right. I would make sure she was treated like a fucking princess. Evan doesn't know shit about how to do that. "But I can't cut steel strings with scissors." She said reaching for my hand.

"What are you say?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Michael, I want...I...I...I feel certain ways about you, I don't understand it. I...I...I I should go home." She stuttered, standing up and rushing of the door. I set the controller down and lunged towards her, I grabbed her wrist. She stopped, I pulled her closer to me, I let my hands fall to her hips. I felt her shiver and take in a sharp breathe, I positioned my head so she would feel my breathe on her neck.

"You wanna know something, princess. Evan, he will never be able to treat you like I will. I would put you on a golden thrown. I would kiss every inch of your body. You wanna know what you are feeling? Its called love. And for the first time I'm feeling it to. It feels like you are hold my heart, making it race every time you walk in the room. All of those love songs Calum and Luke wrote, they all make sense now. I don't want you to just love you, I want to make you feel my love." I whispered, kissing her neck softly.

"I love you too." She whispered shyly. I spun her around, crashing our lips together with passion, I was careful. I let my hands roam her body again. I slid my hands down her arms, I slid my finger tips over her wrist. I felt something on her wrist, a cut of some sort, she quickly pulled her arm away wrapping her hands around my neck. Our lips pulled apart. She looked up at me. "I want you Michael, I love you. I need you." she said her voice cracking slightly as if she was gonna cry. I pulled her closer, I hugged her like she was my life, but also a delicate doll. I rested my chin on her forehead.

"I love you too." I said , lightly kissing the top of her head. This was love. She was light house. I was a boat lost a sea. She was home. She was everything I needed, and everything I wanted.

~Flashback Over~

"Emily?" I mumbled waking up and reaching over to the empty side of the bed, I could have swore she was there. "What the fuck have you done Michael?" I whispered to myself grabbing my hair, this was my fault, she would be here if I wasn't an ass hole! I screamed at myself.

{Ashton's Pov}

I missed her. Jess was amazing, but y/n was the love of my life. She was everything I wanted, I needed her. I looked at the time, 12:00 pm. I grabbed my car keys, leaving my phone behind. I ran down the stairs, I rushed across the parking lot, I hoped in the car starting it. I didn't turn on the radio, I just drove to see her. Y/N. I pulled up to the cemetery. I started walking towards her grave. I slumped over, I shoved my hands in the pocket of my jacket. I stepped up to the grave, I placed my hand on it.

"Hey y/n, how's it going? We miss you. Brooke is getting so much better. Emily, well you don't know who she is I guess, but she saved Brooke. Some say she is too much trouble, but Michael really loves her." I smiled. "Guess what baby, we are about to release another album! It has a song about you. I really miss you, its been 3 years now baby, when do I get to see you again?" I asked tears rushing down my face. "3 years, and I still miss you like it was yesterday." I sighed walking away.

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