Michael Clifford Imagines

You want the album Early

"Babe" I said looking up at Michael as we cuddled in bed. I drew small circles.

"What do you want kitten" Michael said slightly giggling.

"Who said I wanted anything" I said tilting my head. He layed his head back and let out a laugh.

"Don't laugh at me" I said sitting up crossing my arms pouting.

"Kitten, I know you more than you know your self, now stop trying to look mad cause I know your not" He said looking up at me.

"I will when you give me the album" I said keeping my arms crossed.

"So that's what you want?" He said raising his eyebrow. I nodded my head.

"Sorry sweetie, but your going to have to walk till it comes out" He said letting out a small chuckle.

"Your so mean to me" I said pouting. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling my down to his chest.

"Im sorry sweetie, but I cant, I'm glad you want the new album but you can wait like everyone else" He said running his fingers through my hair.

"Your lucky I love you" I mumble smirking.

"I love you too" He said smiling.