Wherever you are (Michael Clifford)

Matching tattoos

I woke up the next morning tangled between Michael's body and the covers.

The sun shone through Michael's room and I groan because he doesn't have black out blinds.

Michael's body stirs beside me and I smile as he ruffles up his nose in a cute way.

I giggle beside him and he stretches his arms out.

"Morning." He says in his raspy morning voice.

"Hi." I smile brightly at him.

"We have a busy day today." He looks over at me and grins.

I groaned and threw the covers over my head, realising that I had agreed to go and get matching tattoos with him.

"This is cheesy." I pout when he pulls the covers down to reveal my face.

"I don't think it's cheesy at all."

I roll my eyes and suddenly realise my mum and dad will be worried about me, I left my phone on silent in my jeans.

I shoot out of the bed and landed on the floor quickly grabbing my jeans and looking for my phone.

I had 21 missed calls from my mum and 14 from my dad.

I was in so much trouble.

I quickly dialled my mums number and it didn't even get to ring once fully before she answered it and screamed in my ear.

"Where have you been! You stormed out the house in the pouring rain, without a word to us, and then you stay out all night without answering our texts or calls!"

I sigh loudly and prepared myself for the argument that's about to commence.

"I was at Michaels house mum, something happened between us and I had to sort it out before I was officially depressed forever."

The line went silent for a moment.

"Okay Hannah, I'll see you when you get home."

Then she hung up without another word.

How could I just get away with that so easily? That's so insane.

"That was strange.." I turned round and Michael was looking at me with a serious look on his face.

"Don't do that Hannah. You could of got sick or lost or kidnapped all because of me."

"Well I didn't." I shot back.

"You are so stubborn."

"Whatever." I mutter and take my other clothes off of the radiator. I put them on and they immediately warm my body.

It wasn't like me and Michael to say rude things to each other but it was bound to happen at one point in our relationship.

The thing that annoyed me is that he doesn't realise what I would do for him or how much I care for him, I guess he isn't really serious about me.

He gets up to, putting his clothes on and fixing his hair in the mirror.

"Don't think you'v got out of this, were still going." He smirks.

"I didn't doubt it." I was in such a bad mood today and I don't know why, I guess I was just tired.

Michael grabbed my hand and intwined our fingers, he turned around and placed a light kiss on my lips which instantly put me in a better mood.

I smiled and walked down the stairs with him, his mum and dad were there and I stayed quiet, I'm socially awkward and this isn't a good situation for me.