I was sitting on my couch, reading a good book with a cup of hot chocolate in my hand. There was a lot of snow outside and I had just gotten home, taking a shower. I was still waiting for my apartment to heat up, so that's why I was drinking hot chocolate, and sitting with a blanket. It had been a while since I had read a book, I didn't usually read a lot, but Maddie sort of made me start reading this series, and I was getting obsessed. She pretty much gave me a lot of stuff to get my mind off Michael these last few months.I jump a bit as my phone starts buzzing on the table and I choke on my breath as I see who's calling. Michael. Speaking of the devil. I sink the lump in my throat, my mouth feeling dry as I stare at the screen. I realize I hadn't even removed the picture I had on his contact. It was a selfie he had taken once when I had fallen asleep one night. I was lying in his shirt and he was shirtless. You couldn't see if he was naked or not, since he was under a blanket. He was smiling to the camera as I was peacefully sleeping on his chest, holding tightly onto him actually.
My heart aches and I have to blink a few tears away, before I answer it. He hadn't called me (or me him) since we broke up, except when he said he had a few stuff of mine at their place. Maddie ended up picking it up for me. "Uhmm, hello?" I'm unsure what to say as I answer it. I feel the phone shake against my head, caused my my hand obviously.
"Uhm, hi Eleanor." I can already feel the awkward tension between us, and I feel like just hanging up. "Uhmm, I'm calling from the hospital, Maddie's in labor." My eyes widen as my jaw fall.
"I'll be right there." I hang up, not even saying anything else. What would I say without it sounding really awkward and weird anyways? I quickly change into something else, meaning I took on something I wouldn't mind people seeing me in. I changed from a pair of old sweatpants, into a pair of bit newer ones (they were a bit dirty, but better than a pair of pink ones with a hole on the ass) and a shirt. I was about to grab an oversized shirt when I realized it was one of Michael's. I wanted to throw it away at that time, but it was one if his favorites. But wouldn't it be too awkward if I gave it back, like, half a year after?
Instead, I grab a white t-shirt, before grabbing a sweatshirt, quickly making my way out to my car. It had a bit trouble starting due to the cold weather, but I make it to the hospital about 25 minutes after Michael had called. I make my way to the waiting room where I spot Calum. "Hey El!" he says, a smile on his face as he pulls me into a hug. "The others are right up here." I was honestly glad that it wasn't Michael who had been waiting for me. We make our way to another waiting room, where someone with a baby came now or then, or they had a huge bump and shaky breaths. Michael was sitting with his phone, immediately tearing his eyes away from me when I came in and he realized it was me. I sigh as I sit next to Ashton.
"We're pretty sure Maddie's giving birth right now, Luke has been coming in and out a few times, but we haven't seen him these last 15 minutes." I just nod, and I feel Michael's stare into my back. I felt so weird, we used to be the happy couple, and it felt like we were strangers now. If it weren't for Maddie and Luke, our breakup would probably mean we would never see each other again.
I would lie if I said I didn't love him anymore. I still love him, as much as I did when I told him I loved him. A year ago, he was on tour, but we were together and happy. None of all of this had happened, we were planning on going to Australia for Christmas. I would meet his parents, and I was excited.
I wonder if he still loves me though. But I still stand at my decision, if he couldn't accept that I didn't want to talk about my family, then he couldn't. And I need someone who wouldn't mind it, because there are only few people who knows, and that was because they went through it with me. I felt weird sitting with these guys alone, I knew Mia wasn't here because she was doing something in Washington DC. I was sitting in my own thoughts, when the door opened and Luke came out. He was wearing a blue robe-thing, and the smile on his face was not to be mistaken by. He lifted his hands, resting them on the back of his neck as he slightly bit his lip, the piercing disappearing. "It's a boy," he smiles. Calum approaches him and Luke just continues nodding, before he pulls Calum in for a hug, slapping his back.

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Don't Stop | Michael Clifford
FanfictionA perfect life may not seem as perfect up close © 2014 Copyright of @Mte_N_J All rights belong to me *CAUTION* THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT