Your POV
I've been dating Michael since last winter. Now, he is on the tour and thousands miles separate us. But I don't mind, I love him so much and I won't ever break up. I miss him so so so much and I need him to be here, next to me, to cuddle in his chest, to feel his warm breathe on my neck...
It was 1 am and I was laying on the bed, doing nothing. Suddenly, my phone went off and I saw Michael's number on the screen. "Hello?" I said, bringing the telephone to my ear. "(Y/N), are you okay?" "Yeah, sure. I'm just laying on the bed." I said hugging the pyjamas he left on the bed before leaving. The smell of him calmed me. "What are you doing?" He asked. "I'm keeping my eyes closed." "Please, don't fall asleep... I don't have anyone to talk to." I heard him whisper and a tear rolled out of my eye. "I'm closing my eyes just to imagine you laying next to me. I can't sleep..." I said sighing.
In the next days, I couldn't eat. I puked all the food I ate... I had terrible headaches and my mom tried her best to make me feel better. I lost a lot of weight and I couldn't walk anymore. I felt very, very weak. My mom called Michael and told him my situation... After 1 hour of arguing with me. I didn't want to make Michael sad...
The doorbell rang and my mom was busy, so I went to answer. I opened the door and saw my neighbour grinning. "What happened?" I asked. My face was pale, my eyes were red and my hair was a mess. "The postman came and you received a big box. I think you should pick it." He said and we went outside. I looked around and I didn't see nothing. "Oh come on, I can't hide anymore, my knees hurt." I heard someone saying. I looked in the direction the words came from and the person came out from where he hid.
"M-Michael?" I asked, surprised. I didn't know how to react. Michael came closer and looked in my eyes, smiling. He wore a red flannel and his skinny jeans. "Hi babe." He said and after a second I jumped and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing him at my height. Tears rolled from our eyes as we kissed. He held tightly my waist and pulled me closer. We broke the kiss and I started sobbing in his chest as he caressed my head. "I love you so much, (Y/N)." Michael said, moving a hand on my back. "I missed you so much, Mikey..." I said and he pushed me gently to face me. "You won't ever need to miss me." He said and smiled widely. What?! "What do you me-" "I'll take you on tour. With me. So we'll be forever together. Even on stage." He said and I started crying harder, hugging him tightly. "I love you." "I love you too, sunshine."
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Michael Clifford Imagines
FanfictionYeah, I love imagines and I guess I imagine me and Michael a little too much... so I'll write all the stuff that comes in my mind in this book. Enjoy! *If you inspire from this book, please tell me or tag me in your story.*