My Everything (Calum Hood/Michael Clifford)

Chapter Seven

*Sophie's POV* 

Michael spots me almost instantly and I feel my heart break a little at the now blond boy. He gave me a sheepish grin. I turn to Abby, who's looking around with an awed look on her face. I look to Cal who spotted Michael too and his face is stoic. I tap his arm.

"I'm going to go talk to him," I said. He opens his mouth to object but I moved on to Abby. "I'll be right back. I need to go talk to someone real quick!" I gave her a smile. "Hang out with Cal for a sec yeah?" She smiled and nodded. I made my way over to Mikey who started walking towards me as well. He met me in the middle and just looked at me. 

"Sophie, I-" he started to say but I cut him off. I hugged him tight and his arms were around me instantly. My heart squeezed in my chest as I did, forgetting how much I missed my Mikey. I loved him too and it hurt when both and.... when he left.  After a moment of just hanging on to each other, he pulled away, kissing my forehead in the process. 

"We'll talk later tonight," he said, gripping my shoulders to look at me. "I promise. I know you have questions and I'll answer them the best I can." I opened my mouth, wanting answers now, before I noticed the dark bruises on the side of his face. Calum. Something in my gut told me and I couldn't help but agree. "Calum and I have already talked, briefly. He knows I'm back and staying for good this time. I've done what I needed to." I almost protested but Michael looked up at someone approaching and I turned to see Abby and Calum standing there. Abby looked between me and Mikey, her eyes lingering a moment before turning to me fully. 

"Michael," Cal said, his  voice cracking slightly. Mikey smiled. 

"I missed you too brother," he said before they hugged. I couldn't help but smile at their reunion, their emotional one at least. I knew that Cal had missed him and Luke terribly but had hid his feelings while he was helping me get my shit together. When they pulled apart, both of them were a bit teary eyed and smiling. Michael couldn't stop grinning as he looked between me and Cal before his eyes settled on Abby. 

"And who might this angel be?" he asked, giving a flirtatious smile at my friend. My protective and jealous side leaped up at this. He was barely back and I just got to have her as my best friend. I didn't want to share her so instantly. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" I snorted and as did Abby. 

She shook her head. "Nah, but it was a bitch getting out of hell," she remarked. I couldn't help but beam. 

"Atta girl!" I said, high fiving her and laughing. She smiled and returned the favor. 

"My name is Abigail, by the way. I go by Abby though to most people," she added, smiling at Michael. 

"Michael Clifford at your service, but please, love, call me Mikey," he responded, giving her a quirky smile. She smiled. 

"Hi Michael," she replied. 

The four of us started chatting, easily getting along, even though I was burning the entire time to ask Michael what happened, where did he go, what did he do....how was Luke... I had to bite my tongue to keep silent and play along. He seemed to know that I really wanted to ask and promised me again that he would talk to me later. 

*Abby's POV* 

Michael was ....well attractive. He was beautiful and such a charmer. I could tell that if I let myself I could crush on him. But that would lead to me getting hurt. Like always. I know that's a big no. I couldn't do that to myself again.

Talking to him and Cal, seeing them interact with Sophie..there was a huge past between them and I wasn't privileged to that information. Not that I wanted to push it. We'd all only been friends for about a week. I didn't want to lose the only friends I had. I was debating Cal on which was better, Star Wars or Star Trek, and it was getting heated easily. I could hear Sophie snickering at our conversation before Michael interrupted.