{I Never Thought I Would Need You} A Michael Clifford Imagine
Two weeks. It has been two weeks since she left, with masscarra streaks and sniffles, Michael simply stood, inhaling and exhaling slowly to control his growing temper. His scattered mind then pieced the events together and finally he realized that this arguement was her way of saying "I miss you and I want to spend time with you." but Michael was too foolish and jet lagged, he called her clingy and annoying and it fueled the arguement more. Now, Michael drunk his pain away, shunning his friends and family away, not wanting to bother them with his foolishness.
By the third week, Michael and her are both miserable, only she simply cried and ate her feelings but Michael, the bartender knew his exact order everytime he comes by, a bottle of Jack and a shot glass on the side. He would push vying women away, slurring "I have a girlfriend.." or "You're not Y/N." But even in his drunken haze, his heart beats for her love. Just for her only.
By now, Michael is locked in his room, an attempt to stop him from reaching for another bottle by the boys. Michael then took the time to really think through his thoughts,
'How did this go so bad when it was so good?' 'Why?' 'Was it my fault?' 'What went wrong?' Michael sat on his bed with his head in his hands and for the first time, he broke down.
(Sorry this is sucky and overdue. Signing off!
manda the unicorn🦄🦄)
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