EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR DEMONS // EVEN WIDE AWAKE OR DREAMING
She fucking hates you Mike. You're not important to her.
Anger balled up in my chest and ravaged my lungs. I couldn't breathe. I reached around in the dark without bothering to sit up. My fingers found my phone, which flashed 4:00am. Fuck, you're gonna hate tomorrow. Before I could think or even process what I was doing, I pulled her number up in my contacts.
(Y/N) {poop emoji}
2 missed calls
12:09 am
12:46 am
You fucking dumbass.
I turned the screen off and flicked the phone off somewhere, realizing what I just tried to do.
You're such a fucking mess. I was numb. I stared off into emptiness.
YOU ARE READING
Wrapped Around Your Finger - Short Michael Imagine
FanfictionYou've been in an odd long distance relationship with Michael Clifford and you completely lie to him. Even still, you're his everything. He hates you and won't trust you, yet can't help but love you. Late night he sits up in bed and tries to call yo...
