the music store → michael clifford au

eight - "please stay."

michael was curled up into a ball on his black, leather sofa. visions of what happened last night clouded his mind, why did he have to be such a fool? he moved too quickly, trying to kiss her was such a bad idea.

it was a sunday, the day he never had to work - much to his dismay. michael loved working, especially when he got to see pandora.

a loud bang on his door shocked him, making him jump. he pulled his feet and legs out from underneath him, standing up. once he padded across the hall and opened the door, he was faced with the angel herself: pandora.

"i'm sorry." she whispered, tangling her fingers together.

"about what?" michael asked, confusion written all over his face.

"last night. i'm sorry. i didn't mean for any of this to happen - i mean, i did like it but i just, i just..." pandora trailed off, "i guess its just the fact that i don't like getting too attached, please don't be mad."

"mad? why would i be mad?" michael laughed, "it's okay, dora, i understand."

"shit, thank god. i thought you'd never want to see me again," she rambled, pulling at her hair frustratedly, "i'm going to go, it was good seeing you again, mikey."

pandora spun around, her hair swinging round her shoulders. michael bit his lip, he knew he shouldn't let her get away.

"pandora! don't go!" he shouted with all his breath.

the young woman peaked behind her shoulder, a smirk playing on her lips. she turned her body round, her feet moving closer to the blue-haired man.

"please stay." michael whispered, his breath fanning her face.

"i wouldn't want to be anywhere else, clifford." pandora smiled and pecked his cheek, running inside to his apartment.

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the two were cuddled up on his sofa, like two peas in a pod, watching american horror story. it's pandora's favourite tv show.

it was about 7:34pm, and soft snores were lightly escaping pandoras parted lips. michael looked down at the woman who had captured his heart, a little smile on his lips. she looked like an angel, he wondered how he got so lucky.

only slightly, pandora stirred in her sleep which made her quietly speak:

"michael?"

"i'm here, whats wrong?" he questioned, placing a piece of hair behind her ear.

"can we get pizza?" she giggled like a schoolgirl, making michaels heart flutter.

he laughed back, "you only wake up to ask if we can order pizza?"

"well, can we?" pandora smirked, already knowing his answer.

"fine." michael groaned, standing up from his comfortable position.

as he walked off, he realised something. pandora has him wrapped round her little finger.

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finaaaaally an update!!!

okokok so I've come up w a few plans, on wednesdays imma update this, and on fridays imma update chromophobia (its the only way im gonna be able to update at all). the good thing is though, is that i have holidays soon so i will be able to update more! :)

ly guys so much!