Sweater Paws {michael clifford}{completed}

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Michael wasn't aware of when Story fell asleep, just that she was. Her breathing even and light snores fell from her pink lips. Michael didn't know when he realized he liked her a lot, but he did. He was afraid for her as well, her cancer wasn't going away. Just as he thought it, might as well have been karma, her breathing started growing heavy. It was as if she couldn't breathe. Her eyes flew open and she croaked out, "Mikey can't... breathe... hospital." Michael called an ambulance and not ten minutes later they were putting her on a stretcher and telling him he wasn't family so he couldn't ride in the ambulance with her. Michael called Calum and told him to find Luke and meet him at the hospital. Michael was in tears as he drove behind the ambulance, he fought to clear his vision so he wouldn't get in a wreck. "Please let me see her." Michael said to the nurse at the front desk, not the first time he's done this either. "I can't sir, she isn't out of surgery." He would tell him. Michael nodded and sat back down. "When is she?" He heard a familiar voice. Luke. "She's in surgery. I don't know what happened, she was asleep and then she couldn't breathe." Michael managed out as fast as he could, as if talking could save her.

No one knew but there was nothing anyone could do to save her.