Michael Clifford Smut - Graphic

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You are a famous singer and one of your biggest dreams ever is to write a song with your idols; 5 Seconds of Summer. You manager rings them up one day and they agree to write one with you, but you'll have to catch a flight to America. They agree to meet in a hotel in L.A, you stay there for a couple days and your rooms are opposite each other. One night, after a piping hot shower, you get a knock at the door and a sad, sleepy Michael is standing in the doorway clutching Daniel to his chest. He looks up at you and gives you a cheeky grin before saying 'The boys were being really loud when I was trying to sleep, can I come in?' You sigh but can't resist that adorable face, 'come in then but you'll have to excuse the mess, I'm unpacking' you say as you trip over a wire leading to a laptop laying on the bed. 'Unpacking?' Michael says with a dazed look on his face, 'yeah, I can't go anywhere and live out of a suitcase... seems silly but little things like that really irritate me' He shrugs and replies with 'fair enough' he then carefully moves the laptop and smiles as he sees that you've been watching their videos on YouTube. 'You've been watching us?' he asks with a great big smile stretching from ear to ear 'well... I...' you mumble because you are embarrassed. 'It's okay... I like it, it's cute' he smirks before sprawling out on the bed and pretending to snore. 'So I guess you just wanna go to sleep then huh?' you say, sounding a little disappointed, as you walk into the bathroom to brush your teeth for bed, you hear the bed springs creak and Michael follows you into the bathroom. 'Well do you have any other ideas? OH HOLD ON' he screams and sprints out of the room in his pyjamas. A few minutes Michael returns with a black case with a great big smile on his face 'we could play Pokémon' he grins and pulls out a white Nintendo D.S and gets your own off of the night stand. 'Michael you are such a dork... it's kinda cute though' you smile to yourself and sit down opposite him on the floor. 'Well... do you have anything better to do?' he doesn't look up from his D.S but he is obviously expecting an answer 'well I was thinking a movie or something, but if you want to play poke-' 'I would love to watch a movie with you' he interrupts, slamming the lid shut and staring at you with his big beautiful eyes ' I mean... if you want to, I don't really mind' he recovers himself trying to act cool. 'Um okay... you break eye contact with him and then realise you are only in a towel 'Oh...um can I just get changed first haha, I'm kinda cold' you wander off into the bathroom and then realise you have no clothes so you walk back into the bedroom 'oooh' he wines and then realised what he did 'oh shit! Did I say that out loud?!? I-uh yeah, sure get changed whatever, I'll just wait' you laugh at his awkwardness and shuffle back into the bathroom, this time closing the door. Around 5 minutes later you return to the bedroom where Michael is sitting waiting for you. 'Oh, I forgot you were here' you lie just to keep your cool, 'oh... really? Sorry shall I leave?' he gets up and heads for the door 'No no Michael stay... please, its nice having you here' you say as you run after him. There is an awkward silence between you as you both realise what you've just said. 'Y-you do?' he says whilst a half smile escapes his mouth, 'oh yay!' he jumps back on the bed and you walk over to a big box on the floor on the other side of the room. 'So what movie do you wanna see? I only have horror, I hope that's okay, I know its not exactly a good genre to watch just before bed' you smile as you haul the huge box onto the bed. The box is stacked full of horror films only and Michael crawls across the bed to look inside 'its okay, I like horror movies. Ooh what about this one?' he picks out 'The Unborn' and hands it to you 'thanks' you say as you slide it into the DVD player. 'Do you have food?' Michael says as his eyes light up to the thought of the possibility of food, 'um no, but I can go and get some if you want to?' you get up and get ready to get your purse 'no, don't worry babe I was just wondering' you continue to grab your purse and turn back and say 'I'll be right back' you smile as you shuffle out in your pyjamas, closing the door behind you. As you walk down to the lobby, you hear screams and a herd of fangirls race towards you screaming, you hug them and take photos and then you realise you have no makeup on so you walk through them. 'Y/N Y/N Y/N WHERE ARE YOU GOING?' you shuffle through the eager crowd of people and have to shout to be heard 'TO THE SHOPS, DO YOU GUYS WANNA COME?' they all scream and race after you down the street. The shop is a long way and you have lost some of the fans along the way, by now there are around 20 people following you 'why do you need to go to the shop?' one of them asks, 'to get food, me and Michael are having a movie night in my room because the boys were being too loud' you kind of show off about this because you've bagged yourself a Michael Clifford. I mean who wouldn't wanna share a bed and watch a movie with THE MICHAEL CLIFFORD?? When you say this, everyone replies with wolf whistles and 'ooh lala's and some even recorded it. By the time you reach the shop, you ask everyone to wait outside because there are too many people, therefore they all get their phones out and start taking pictures of you in your PJ's walking around in the store. You pose whilst you're in the line to pay and everyone starts laughing, as you come outside everyone mobs you and is eager to see what you bought. 'Well... if you must know I bought some popcorn, some sweets in general, some coke, cherryade, uuuh what else? Oh yeah and a ninja turtle pez dispenser for me haha, and-' before you get to say what else someone interrupts you 'DID YOU BUY ANY CONDOMS?' everyone starts having a laughing fit including yourself and you shake your head and begin to walk home. 'Oh I also got you guys a little treat' you say as you pull out a packet of chocolate fingers for the eager fans and they all start squealing. There are rounds of 'Thank-you's and hugs and then before you know it you're back at the hotel. In the lobby people are gathering all around just to get a glimpse of you before you disappear back up to Michael. As you open the door you don't see him anywhere 'Michael??' you call as you close the door behind you and place the shopping on the bed. He suddenly crawls out from under the bed 'Y/N?' he pokes his head out and smiles 'Michael? What are you doing haha you absolute nutter' he then climbs out and responds with 'well I wanted to explore but I didn't wanna leave the room because there are people everywhere, I didn't wanna go through your stuff because its yours and I didn't wanna just sit here, so I explored under the bed. Nothing interesting though, just a few hairballs and a spider or two' he sits on the bed and looks inside the bag. You snatch it away from him 'ah! What are you doing? I don't want you looking in there until everything is finished!!' you walk over to the counter and get everything out of the bag. 'Here you go. Drink, sweets and popcorn are on the side. Help yourself' he looks surprised as you walk back to him and smile, then sit next to him, the DVD is laying in the player and you press play on the remote. Michael suddenly pauses it and pushes you on the floor 'Ow! What was that for?!?' 'Well you cant watch a film without being comfortable huh?' he begins piling the duvet and pillows onto the floor 'well I'm certainly not comfortable down here' you sigh and sit up. He then hangs the corner of the cover on the light and climbs under it, piling pillows and your clothes all over the floor. 'Here' he reaches out to you from under the cover fort 'take my hand' you grab his hand and he pulls you into the fort. You land on top of him and you both just look at each other and then he bites his lip, you just laugh awkwardly and sit up, rubbing your neck. 'Here... um we can play it now'.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 17, 2015 ⏰

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