Michael Clifford Imagines/Preferences

Almost Girlfriend (Part 3)

Michael's head was spinning, just a few seconds ago he had been asleep and dreaming about you and him doing bad karaoke later, and now there was all this drama. He didn't know what to do, or how to explain all of this to you. He tried texting you, but you deleted every message before even reading them, you were determined to never speak to him again. When he called, you hung up on him immediately, it got to the point where you had your mom answer it, "my daughter would like to be alone, stop calling."

The guys tried coaching him on what to do, so next time he could get everything out before anyone could cut him off. But when he tried to call, it went straight to voicemail, you had shut off your phone. Michael sat in his hotel room ready to scream, what was he supposed to do? Then, he remembered you conversation from the previous day.

He called a cab and asked them to take you to the closest park. You weren't there. He went to the next one, and once again, you weren't there. He must have gone to six parks before he finally went to a park that had very few people. There were a couple families sitting at tables, but that was really it. He saw you sitting next to a giant turtle statue by yourself and he walked over slowly.

"Hey."

You jumped to your feet and began to walk away, "Don't talk to me!"

Michael grabbed your hand, but you pulled it away, turned around, and slapped him, "don't touch me! If I don't give you permission to touch me then don't ever touch me!"

He was taken aback by your anger but nodded, "you're right, I'm sorry, that was stupid. But please y/n, let me explain everything."

You stood a few feet away from hi and crossed your arms, "you two minutes, speak quickly."

He took a giant breath and started his story, "Yes, I was dating that girl three days ago, but we broke up because we realized neither of us had feelings for the other person anymore. We hadn't released it to the press yet because we didn't want the fans to get upset, but I don't care if anyone knows at this point because I just want to be with you."

You briefly smiled, and then it faded again, "so, it was a mutual breakup?"

Michael nodded and handed you his phone, "go ahead, call her, she'll tell you everything I just said, I don't care what it takes, I want you to know I'm serious."

You dialed her and when she answered you were prepared with your questions.

"Hi, this is y/n, I'm sure you've seen the articles at this point."

She spoke coldly, "Yes, I have, you're the small city girl who my boyfriend is cheating on me with."

The words were like a stab in the heart, Michael lied to you, again, "I beg your pardon?"

She snapped at you, "And you have the audacity to call me from his phone! What the fuck is your problem you- you-YOU SLUT!"

The phone fell from your hand and you went running back home, "I HATE YOU MICHAEL."

Michael wanted to chase after you, but he didn't even know what happened, as he picked up the phone he spoke slowly, "what did you say to her?"

The girl's shrill voice rang through the phone's speaker "your managers offered me more money if I agreed to stay with you, looks like I'll be around for a while."

Michael was furious, this publicity stunt girlfriend was starting to go to far, his voice turned angry and his went red, "YOU. ARE. NOT. MY. GIRLFRIEND."

The girl laughed, "well, that's a shame, I'm already at the hotel, we have a date tonight."