The Only Reason(Michael Gordon Clifford)

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Sabree's POV

As soon as his name left my mouth he smiled and helped me to my feet.

"Thank you." I said looking down at he ground.

He shrugged, "It was nothing. What are you doing out this late anyways?"

"I just got off work and I was headed home when that man attacked me."

I hadn't realized how scared I was till I felt tears streaming freely down my face.

Michael must've noticed because he pulled me into his arms and rubbed soothing circles on my back.

"Shh it's ok. He can't hurt you. I'm here."

He whispered sweet things like that in my ear until I had calmed down.

"Well thank you again." I said picking my stuff up off the ground and starting back towards my house.

I heard footsteps beside me and turned to see Michael.

"What are you doing?"

He smirked and threw his arm around me.

"You really think I'm gonna let you walk home alone?"

I laughed lightly and we both started walking again.

It was silent but it was a comfortable silence.

Finally we arrived to my house and Michael walked me to the door.

I thanked him again for helping me and walked in closing the door behind me.

I leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

All I could seem to think about was him. The way his arm felt around me.
The way his eyes sparkled when he smiled. The sound of his laugh.
Everything about him flooded through my brain.

Without thinking, I turned around and flung the door back open.

I walked out onto the porch and there he was leaning up against the wall smoking a cigarette.

"Took you long enough." He said with a smile playing on the corner of his lips.

I rolled my eyes and stepped closer to him suddenly feeling confident.

He pushed himself off of the wall and threw his cigarette onto the ground crushing it with the heel of his boot.

"Remember what you said in the restaurant?" He asked suddenly looking me in the eyes and he stepped closer.

I shook my head no.

He smirked, "I asked you to stay and you said maybe some other time."

I nodded my head remembering but still confused as to where he was going with this.

He walked closer to me until finally he was only a few inches away his tall frame towering over me.

He bent down next to my ear and as his breath hit my neck it sent shivers down my spine.

"Well I can't wait for some other time."

As the words left his mouth I was about to ask what he meant until I felt his soft lips hit the skin on my neck.

I sucked in a breath mesmerized by his touch.

He kissed up my neck and along my jaw until finally his lips were inches away from mine.

Without warning he crashed his lips onto mine.

It wasn't forceful but it wasn't exactly gentle.

It was a kiss filled with passion.

After a few minutes we both pulled away breathless.

Suddenly realizing the mistake I had made I turned to go inside.

"Goodnight Sabree." Michael said before I closed the door.

"Goodnight Michael."

This time I picked up my things and carried them to the kitchen where I laid them down on the table.

I went upstairs and to the bathroom needing a hot shower after tonight's events.

I stripped down and stepped into the hot water.

Finally after running all of the hot water out I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body walking across the hall into my room.

I grabbed one of my brothers old t shirts that I had stolen and a pair of panties sliding each item on.

I brushed my hair out and put it in a messy braid.

All I could think about though was Michael. Every time I closed my eyes that's all I saw.

I plugged up my phone and turned on my music letting the sound of All Time Low's Painting Flowers fill my ears.

I laid down and covered up drowning out everything but my music.

Right now I just really needed to get Michael off of my mind.

I can't believe I just kissed him.

It felt so right but I know it was so wrong. He's in the biggest gang in Calfifornia I don't need to be messing around with him.

He's dangerous and the rest of his gang is to.

I need to forget about him and forget that I ever met him.

I closed my eyes and turned over in bed facing the wall.

Realizing how tired I was as soon as I closed my eyes I started drifting to sleep.

Usually my dreams are filled with what happened in the past or what could happen in the future but not tonight.

Tonight the only thing I found myself dreaming about was him.

Michael.

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And here we have chapter 2!
I really hope it's better than the first one and that it's getting better and if not then I apologize for my sucky writing.
I don't really have anything to say cause I'm not a very interesting person but I do love lots and lots of bands.
Obviously I love 5sos and sws (of course if any of you have read my fanfics about Justin), and ptv (I've been thinking about writing a kellic but can't come up with any ideas...help?) and a whole lot that I'm not gonna name cause that will take a while.
Anyways hope you guys are doing great!
I love you all!
/Peace my people/