I Miss You // Michael Clifford

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"Crap!"

I muttered as I looked over at my alarm clock. It was 3:48am, and I was still awake. I sighed and put my music on shuffle before popping my earphones in, getting ready to fall asleep.

I was almost asleep until I heard Beside You playing. Tears suddenly threatened to fall as I listened to the words closely.

Michael had been touring with One Direction for what had felt like the last 30 years, and I missed him so much. Our texts and Skype calls were nothing compared to having him next to me.

I rolled over onto my elbows and quickly checked his twitter.

"@Michael5sos: im feeling sneaky"

I just laughed sadly at his most recent tweet. God knows what he was getting up to.

I wiped my eyes as the next song started playing and slipped back under my blanket.

"Only 4 more weeks until I get to see him" I thought, closing my eyes.

But they weren't closed for long, because a massive BANG came from the kitchen, followed by a muttered "dammit".

I slowly got out of bed, my heart racing. I grabbed my water bottle from my desk and held it in front of me in defence.

"Who's there?" I said, my voice shaking. I crept up to the tall figure, who was cursing slightly under their breath. Suddenly, they turned around and wrapped their arms around me.

"Wha-?" I muttered, before realising who it was. I dropped my water bottle and started crying in relief.

"Michael..." I whispered, holding onto him for dear life. "Mikey..."

He was crying too. "I missed you so much Y/N" he said, leaning down to kiss me. I eagerly kissed back, only for him to pull back and laugh.

"You seriously were going to defend yourself with a drink bottle?" He was looking down at me with a lopsided smirk. I just giggled and pulled him back in for a kiss.

"I missed you so much." I whispered against his lips.

"Me too, beautiful. I love you." he replied, kissing my forehead.

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