5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines |Complete|

Michael || Ellie

E L L I E

I hated to look at him. I hated the clenching, twisting feeling in my stomach every time I did. He wasn't meant to do this to me. A small glance from him wasn't meant to make my face be red as a tomato and my stomach erupted in butterflies. He was my best friend for god sakes. My eyes were glued on him. He was taking a cat nap on the couch. Stating to the whole group he wasn't tired. But soon passing out five minutes later after everyone had gone somewhere else within the house. Their eyes held mischief as they left not mentioning the plans they had or even why they were leaving me alone, while they were the ones that had demanded to watch Deadpool 2. 

I had a feeling they figured out that I adored that stupid ass on the couch. But did he? I didn't want to give him more credit then he deserves. But if they can tell that there is a mass chance he has already caught on. If it's not my endless glances it has to be the small jokes the guys make.  I mean Ray Charles could see that I like him, and he's blind.  Michael wasn't stupid he has had his moment of being oblivious to things but was always the one to catch one when someone liked Luke or Ashton. Were his skills that good when it came for someone liking him? 

"Dammit, why him?" I mutter aloud as I flop back against the couch from my position on the floor looking away from him.  

I was happily sitting next to him on the couch but I was slightly pushed out when he decided he was ready to nap.  I was just happy he didn't kick me off as hard as he did Calum. I have never seen him cry so much in my life. Or see Luke and Ashton whip out there phones to document the moment to possibly taunt him later. They honestly were something else.  

I didn't know what else to do, the feelings were bubbling up in me like the lava of a volcano there was only so much I can hold out until I irrupt. There was no chance that he would want me when he could literally have anyone.  He was the one that could be happily married to a model and not feel like they would leave him for an athlete, to me he was the best you can get in a guy. 

"How come he has to be so perfect.." Mumbling to myself I place my hands over my eyes rubbing them. "I just wish I wasn't so...."

"What?" 

I squeal quickly turning around to see Micheal rolled over as his tired eyes look at me.  He chuckles at my reaction but seems to be persistent on figuring out what I was talking about. 

"So, What? Aren't you going to finish what you were saying?" 

I knew my face had turned massively red, there is no way that I can just straight be like 'you know what I am maddly, deeply in love with you.'  There was no way in hell those words were going to escape my lips at this moment.  

"Ellie..." He dragged on slightly as raised up placing his head in his hand as his elbow propped up. 

God this wasn't helping what-so-ever. 

"I just wish I wasn't so, me" I mumble out hoping he doesn't hear it fully.  

He sat up so fast placing himself in front of me, his eyes stayed looking into mine as he grabbed my hands.  

"Ellie don't you EVER talk bad about yourself.  You are the most wonderful person I have ever met and anyone would be lucky to have you in their lives, I know I am." 

His smile was so wide, and my heart was doing summersaults. This was the moment I had been waiting for my whole life, this in my heart felt like the moment his feelings were going to pour out followed by mine.  I can just imagine telling people how we confessed our dying love to each other and how our fairy-tale life began. 

"You are one of my best friends" There goes the arrow through my heart. I remove my hands from his hands and turn back around.  

Thank god the guys had decided to come back, hopefully making Michael forget anything he had said as well as my reaction.  Calum sits beside him as Ashton and Luke join me in the floor.  Ashton nudges me with his elbow.  Looking at him he looks between Michael and I.  Shaking my head his expression drops just like my slightly broken heart. 

I had ignored everything the guys were saying, not wanting to join in on the conversations.  I just wasn't feeling like people interactions right now.  Getting up I left the room heading to the kitchen wanting to be alone and gather myself just in case they tried to pull me into the conversation.  Ignoring them as I did earlier when Calum tried isn't the best option. 

Taking multiple deep breaths I felt ready to enter the room once more.  I push the pain in my chest behind me.  Heading towards the loud room I stop as my name is mentioned. 

"Did you tell Ellie?" Calum questioned. 

"No, I woke up to her talking about someone. So I chickened out." Michael's voice had a small ounce of pain behind it. 

"Another guy?" 

"Yeah, she muttered to herself about how perfect he was.  I tried getting her to talk further about it, but she just began dissing on herself." 

Oh no, Micheal thinks that there is another guy.  The only guy is him.  I step closer to the door frame, making sure I am out of view in hopes to hear more. 

"But I swore she liked you" Ashton muttered confused on the whole thing. 

"Mate, I did to" Micheal's voice trailed on.  "She is perfect for me." 

"And you are perfect for me," I state entering the room.