Solo Dms • Mgc

48

*IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END*

After last night, me and Michael slept at this cheep motel for quite some time. We were avoiding problems that we should probably start to work out but honestly we need a break. We just got back together an then the man that broke in the same time. Me and Michael just needed time to sort things out. As soon as we get out of this hotel we will have to face the real world and start facing the actual problems in our messy life's.

Michael shifted underneath me and opened his eyes slowly.

"Damn it, who opened the fucking window?" He asked making me chuckle a bit.

"Me idiot. Sorry I know you have a hangover but oh well." I chuckle a bit.

"I hate you." Michael says hiding his face in my chest.

"That's not what you said last night." I smirked.

"Shut up." Michael said. He looked up at me and had a slight blush on his face.

"Awe Mikey I made you blush." I smile widely.

"No you didn't. Michael Clifford does not blush." He said smiling.

"That's a lie because your blushing even more now." I laugh. I lean in and peck his lips then pull back and look at him. "We need to go back to Cal's. He probably thinks we're dead." I chuckle slightly.

"He's probably not even awake." Michael says. He probably wasn't. He drank so much last night. In the first 30 minutes he had already had like 5 drinks and he was drinking before the party. That boy is lucky if he doesn't get alcohol poisoning.

"We still need to leave. We don't need to pay another night in this shitty motel room." I chuckle. He nods his head and moves a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I love you." He said leaning in. I put my finger on his mouth and push him back smirking.

"I thought you hated me? No kisses for Michael." I smirked.

"I will pin you agais-" he said with me cutting him off.

"Hey there Clifford. Calum down." I laugh.

"Calum down?" He asks.

"Something the fandom would say when someone needed to locate there chill." I told him.

"Makes sense." He nods. "Don't think I won't pin you against this bed and fuck you again if you don't give me a kiss." He smirked.

"I just don't think I'll kiss you then." I smirked. "Or maybe I will because you suck." I smirk.

"You didn't seem to think I sucked when you were screaming my name all the countless times we've done it before." He smirked at me.

"Michael." I said blushing uncontrollably.

"Your cute." He said making me blush even more if that's possible. I look like a tomato.

"Nah." I say. I leaned in and kissed him and pulled back seconds later.

"I swear your as red as my hair." Mikey chuckled. You hide your face in his chest and sigh happily.

"Whatever Clifford." I say laughing. He pets my hair and places the occasional kiss to the top of my head.

"I'm dyeing my hair, but I don't know what color." He says. My head shoots up and I look at him smiling widely. I still loved when he dyed his hair. It's such an exciting thing for me. I don't know why.

"Hmm you should dye it lilac." I suggest. He smiles and kisses my forehead.

"Whatever for you." He says making me go as red as his hair again.