Interracial 5sos

She Knows M.C

(Request)

It was his favourite club. Did he known you were gonna be there? Not  a chance in hell. He knew you hated big crowds of people,but tonight your friends dragged you out and you had no say in going. You were wearing something you wouldn't be caught dead in.

Black ballerina stilletos and the a black fitted dress. You were sucking it in hardcore. Your breasts were attracting so much attention and it didn't help you had a purple lace bra peeking through the top. Your face was beat and honestly you didn't know who that was in the mirror.

You walked into the club with your friends and looked around. When you saw no sign of Michael you sighed happily drinking your drink as your friends talked.

Then they played it. They played your song. Your friends gasped as they all had big goofy smiles on their faces as did you.

You all grabbed each others hands and sashayed to the dance floor where you all dropped it like it was hot and shook what your momma gave you. Your hips never moved so much.

You noticed a crowd forming around you guys and when the song ended you all were being silly and struck a pose.

People clapped and laughed as you caught your breath walking back to the table with your friends.

That's when you saw him. You glanced up and you saw him looking at you only to quickly look down. Blonde hair bipolar eyes and the prettiest lips known to man.

God did you miss him.

"In deserve closure. I didn't do anything wrong so why is it so awkward between us? I'll be right back.",you said grabbing your purse and walking over to Michael. He was with the usual suspects. Luke and Calum and Mitchy Collins. You heard them calling you back but you ignored them.

"Y/N-",he said as his eyes widened.

Calum eyes popped open too and you remembered you were wearing the most teasing outfit known to man kind. Luke coughed.

"We need to talk.",you said.

He nodded.

You grabbed his hand and pushed through people to the back door.

"Hi.",he said awkwardly.

You gave a light nervous laugh."Hi."

"Sooo...?",he said.

"Mikey-",you saw a change in his expression that seemed somewhat hurt. After three years of being together and calling him that to going to five months and not speaking at all.

"Sorry I mean Michael-"

"No call me Mikey. I like it when you call me Mikey."

"Mikey I just want closure on us. I know we haven't spoken in a long time. But we didn't do anything wrong. I knew it wouldn't work and you did too."

"That's not exactly true. I thought you trusted me to be loyal."

"It wasn't about trust Mikey!",you said exasperated.

"Then what was it about? Sex?"

"Yes!",he raised his brow."No! I thought you would have sex with other girls I mean. You'd feel the same!"

"Would I though?",he said with furrowed brows.

"Yes you would. I know you would if I performed in front of a million men every night who threw me condoms!"

"Condoms?"

"They throw you bras. That's not the point. The point is I still love you and I just can't live knowing you hate me."

"I don't hate you Y/N I love you more than anything."

You groaned.

"I fucking hate it when you do this.",you said rolling your eyes.

You grabbed his neck and he gasped as you brought his face down quickly and kissed him. He dropped his plastic cup and closed his eyes wrapping his arms around you.

"Take me home with you tonight."

I'm so sorry this was absolute shit.