It's almost Luke's birthday. I'm not quite ready!!
It's been a week since the tour has started and that I'm in America. It's been great to be able to hang out with the guys. If someone would tell me I would be friends with 5 Seconds of Summer, I would think they're crazy. But, I'm living a dream right now. The only bad thing is that the fans are still hating on me. I tried to ignore them, but that's not so easy.
When Michael's on his phone, I can't help but notice he looks mad. I think he looks at the tweets people send me. He hasn't have an outburst yet. I asked Ashton why I was the one that could calm him down, but he said it's not up to him to tell me. I'm so confused what he means by that. Does he know something?
Maybe I should talk to Michael about it. It's morning and I'm the only one that's awake. I go to Michael's bunk and shake him lightly to wake him up. "Michael, wake up." I whisper, careful so I don't wake up the others. "One more minute, mom." He says and I chuckle. "It's me Ray." I whisper and he slowly opens his eyes. "Ray? Why are you awake?" He asks and looks at his phone, being blinded by the light and he squints his eyes. "It's seven in the morning." He says, he sounds so sleepy, it's fûcking sexy. Okay... where did that come from. "I need to talk to you." I say and he nods, slowly getting out of the bunk.
We go as far as we can from the guys, so we don't wake them up. "What's wrong?" He asks. "You remember the time you were angry and were trying to break things?" I ask him. "You're scared of me aren't you?" He asks. "No, no. Ashton told me I was the only one that could calm you down. But when I asked him he said he's not the one who should tell me." I say and Michael sighs. "I can't tell you." He says. "What?! I thought we were going to tell each other everything?" My voice sounds a bit louder. "Ray. Listen. I want to tell you, but I just can't okay." He says. "Why Michael?" I ask. "I just can't." He says. "Fine. Fûck you Clifford." I say and walk away from him.
Michael's POV
Ray leaves and I'm alone. "Fûck." I say to myself. "Michael? What the fûck is going on?" Ashton is awake. "Nothing." I say, looking at my hand that's formed into a fist. "You're confused aren't you?" He asks, I sigh and take a deep breath. "I would help you, but I can't. This is something you have to figure out yourself." He says. "Why am I so fûcked up?" I ask him. "Everyone is, you just have to ignore it and fix whatever's wrong." He says and leaves me alone with my thoughts.You're making me so confused Ray. Why do you have to be like that? You're affecting my life and I fûcking love it.
Ray's POV
I walk into Ashton, but ignore him. He lets me be and I lie back down on my bunk. I can't believe Michael. Why can't he just tell me? He knew how difficult it was for me to tell him I have autism and social anxiety. And now he says he can't tell me what's going on with him. And if he wants to tell me so badly, why doesn't he do it. Has it to be something to do with me? Does he have something against me? He fûcking hates me doesn't he? I did nothing wrong. If someone should hate someone, it's me. He made me feel special, but it turns out to be a lie for him.•••
The show after what happened between Michael and I, was the worst. I wanted to stay in the bus the whole time. But the guys, except for Michael, who's ignoring me, convinced me to come. I just stood backstage the whole time and Michael did not even take a glance at me. It's like I'm thin air. And the fans probably saw that and are happy, because they know think Michael and I hate each other, which means they have a new reason to hate me.
After the show, Michael just past by me and slammed the door of the dressing room. Luke looked at me in pity, he knows how much I hate it that Michael is ignoring me. I mean, I don't really want to talk to Michael, but he could at least try.
Calum has tried talking to Michael, but without success. Ashton on the other hand is convincing me to talk to Michael. "Why can't you apologise to him?" He asks. "Because he's the one that should." I say and that's true. He told me that I should always tell him what's wrong, but that doesn't mean he can't. "You're both so stubborn." He says. "I am not." I defend myself, Ashton rolls his eyes. "I don't need your help." I tell him and walk away, lying down on my bunk.
Michael and Ray had an argument. Will they talk to each other again? And if they do, who'll apologise first, Michael or Ray? Let's just hope it'll never stay this way.
14th Of July 2017
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FanficRay Dawson is a twenty year old girl, who has to deal with her life issues. Psychologists and Psychiatrists are figuring out what's wrong with her. She wants to know, but just can't right now. To deal with her issues she made a twitter account dedic...