I'll Be The Anchor - Michael Clifford

Teach Me How To Read These Broken Lines

I woke the next morning in Michael's arms. He'd cradled me against his chest. Somehow we'd managed to not fall off the slender couch. Maybe it had something to do with the complete lack of space between Michael and I.

I tried not to wake him, nobody needed to but up early today, their wouldn't be a matinee show due to Zayn's illness. The venue simply wouldn't allow it.

I honestly felt as if the boys should have gone on the perform without Zayn just as they did when they opened for Big Time Rush.

All the fans were instead let down.

That wasn't my decision to make though. I tried to empty my mind of all thought and focus on the warmth of Michael's embrace.

He began to fidget, and I pulled my head from his chest to see his eyes flutter open.

"Hey." He said, voice still deep with sleep.

"You can go back to sleep." I whispered to him as I laid my head back on his chest.

"What if I just lay here?" He giggled and surveyed that everyone except Calum was still passed out all over the room.

"You can do whatever you'd like." I said.

He tightened his grip on me and leaned down to kiss me. I blushed very red.

"Would it be weird if we moved to my bunk?" He asked.

"Maybe a bit, if we get caught." I said.

"It'll be okay, come on." He said, sitting up and pulling me up and towards his bunk.

"No funny business." I said.

"None, I swear." He said, "I really do."

I climbed up and into Michael's arms.

"I'm going to try something properly now, don't freak out on me, okay?" He said, moving closer to me.

His lips descended on mine. Softly at first, then I felt his hands pushing me closer to him.

I knotted one of my hands into the hair at the nape of his neck and the other remained on his chest. He continued to apply pressure to my lips and then pull back. I met him each time. Then, he deepened the kiss with my permission. It wasn't racy, it was sweet. He held me close and made me feel so appreciated.

Michael finally pulled back.

"I've been wanting to do that for such a long time." He said.

I felt a goofy smile on my face.

"Anytime you want to do it again, you can." I said.

"Lets sleep, yeah?" He asked, looking down at me.

"Whatever you'd like." I said.

"In that case, you're never leaving." He chuckled.

I laid my head back onto his chest and closed my eyes, drifting back to sleep.

"What are you doing?" I heard a voice whisper, waking me up.

"Shhh." Michael said, "she's asleep."

"In your bunk..." Ashton whispered.

"We turned on another movie in here so we didn't wake you guys." He whispered. Good thinking Michael, I thought to myself.

"Erm okay." Ashton said, and I heard the curtain close.

I lifted my head up to see Michael.

"We're going to have to tell them something is up..." He said.