Michael: You meet his parents

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"Y/N come on we have to go." Mikey yelled from the living room of your apartment.

"How do I look?" You asked stopping in front of Michael.

"You look fantastic. My parents are going to love you." He replied looking up from his phone to assess your outfit.

"I have to go fix my makeup. I'll be back soon." You ran back to the bathroom.

"But we have to leave now if we are going to get there on time." Mikey said following you, and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"But  nervous and I do makeup the best when I'm nervous so let me do my thing and then we can go." You said kissing his cheek. You finished your last check and headed out to put on your shoes and go into Mikey's car. You drove for a while until you hit Mikey's childhood house.

"Here we are babe." He said unlocking the door and walking with me to the front door. You rang the doorbell, fixing your hair in the window. Mikey slapped your hand down.

"You look fantastic like I said this morning." He said smiling when the door opened to show a woman that looked like Mikey.

"Mum!" He yelled stepping forwards and hugging his mum. You waved shyly.

"Y/N come here." He gestured for you to join the hug. His mother nodded. You joined after Mikey pulled you in.

"Is he here?" His dad asked peeking around the corner.

"Michael!" He yelled running and tackling his son in a bear hug.

"Alright dad." Michael patted his fathers back.

"Guys, meet Y/N." He said pulling you forward to your spot my his side.

"Oh I've always loved that name." His mum gushed pulling you two in for another hug.

"Mine give her the grand tour." His dad said. He nodded.

"This is Michael Clifford's childhood home. To your left is the office where he spent lots of time annoying his father. To your right is the dining room where he ate lots of food. If you would follow me up the stairs to my left we can tour the upstairs." He said in his deep announcer voice. You followed him up the stairs.

"This is the loft where he Facebookes Ashton Irwin at 2:00 o'clock in the morning. The door in front of me is his bedroom. To your right is the bathroom." He finished the upstairs of the tour.

"The kitchen is next to the living room which you can see from the door. He opened the door to his room. Band posters littered the red walls. His bedspread was black, along with his sheets. His old guitars sat in the corner of the room taking up dust. He picked up his old acoustic, and started to sing Never Be. Not long after he started his mum called you for lunch. You headed down the stairs and into the dining room. Mikey bounded forward and sat in his usual seat, you sat on his left while his mum sat on his right. I walked into the kitchen.

"He really likes you." His mum who you were helping in the kitchen said.

"He's never brought a girl home before." She continued making you blush harder than you already were. You walked back to the table and set down what you were carrying to the table, before taking your seat next to your boyfriend. Mikey's parents ended up loving you and you felt right at home with his family. The next obstacle was meeting his entire family.

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