Imagines

Michael Clifford: What Happens at the Club Stays at the Club

•Michael Imagine•

"John! Stop!" You giggled and playfully swatted his arm away from you. He laughed and kept trying to put his arm around you. You kept trying to get away from his grasp. You laughed again and successfully got away from him, and walked over to the bar to get another drink. I guess you could say that you where drunk, you had a few drinks. But it didn't matter. The exams where finally over and you where free for the next 3 months! So a bunch of friends decided to go to the bar and have a fun night. As you walked back to the table you felt a strong arm wrap around you. And gasped and giggled. 

"John! What did I tell you!" You laughed again. But your laughter stopped when you saw Michael as you turned around. You had a loss of words. 

*did he see me with John?* 

*how did he know I was here?*

*how did he get here?*

*wasnt he touring in America with One Direction?*

"Uhh... Michael!"

"Hey babe."

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh well I was planning on surprising my *girlfriend* but she wasn't at her home. So I come here and see you with some other guy!"

"Michael! It's not like that! Please!"

"Really? Well why did you just call me John? And why was he trying to get his hands all over you?"

You where at a loss of words. 

"I.... uh...I..."

"Exactly. Seeya." He muttered. You watched his retreating back as he left the the club. You stood there pathetically. 

"Hey! What's wrong? Why are you crying?" 

*what? Im crying?* Your hands flew to your face, and he was right you where crying. You turned to John. He looked concerned. 

"Nothing... nothing..."

"I saw that tool, Michael talking to you. What did that loser want?"

Yeah. John didn't really know that you two where dating. 

"He's not a tool! Ok? Or a loser! So just go away!" You yelled. He looked surprised. 

"Babe... hey..." His arm snaked around your waist for the millionth time tonight. You shoved it off you. 

"Leave me alone" you stalked off and left the club. 

You got home and sighed. You sat on the couch.

*what have I done?*

There was suddenly a knock on the door. You hoped it wasn't  John.  You opened the door and there stood Michael. 

"Michael....!" You didn't have time to finish the sentence when he grabbed your waist and pulled you to him an he covered your mouth with his. He kissed you hard and fast. Your arms slowly wrapped around his neck and your fingers played with his colorful hair. He pulled back. You gasping for air. 

"Can John do that?" 

"No...." You answered. 

He smirked. 

"Exactly."

He the pushed you back inside and closed the door. This night was about to get interesting. 

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