Adopted By Michael Clifford

chapter 4

       *Michaels POV*

       I was sat in my kitchen with my mom drinking coffee, talking about some life changes that I need to make so that I can get better.

      "How about you adopt?" She suggested as I was taking my first sip.

       That was not what I expected to hear, and because of that I ended up spitting it out all over the table. After that I ended up in a coughing fit because it ended up going down the wrong pipe. Once I got done coughing, I looked at my mom like she grew two heads.

       " You mean, adopting a child? As in another human being? Mom, I can barely take care of myself much less another person." I said trying to make sense of the situation.

       " Yes Michael, another 'human being'. I mean why not? Your 28 and live alone. Being lonely can do things to a person that no one can really explain. So, If it means that you get better and gain some responsibility then you should try it." She said with seriousness in her tone.

       " Mom," I sighed. And looked at her with defeat. "I'll think about it." I told her.

      And with that said she smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen her make, and she jumped up and almost strangled me with the bone crushing hug she gave me. But I just smiled and hugged her back.

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        *Next day*

       I was sitting on my couch with my good friend Ashton next to me just drinking a beer and watching tv, when I brought up the conversation me and Mom had yesterday.

       "So I think I'm gonna go Dawn to St. George's orphanage and adopt on Sunday." I said, hoping he would be cool about it.

      " What?" He asked with shock in his voice.

      I looked over at him to see that he was looking at me with that shocked expression that I figured he would have on his face.

      " Uhm, yeah. Me and Mom were talking yesterday and we think that this will be good for me. You know, with everything that has been going on, so she suggested that I should adopt a child." I finished hoping he would support my decision to actually do this.

        "Well are you completely 100% sure you're​ ready for a responsibility like this? Because we are talking a living thing that you have to take care of." He said with uncertainty in his voice.

       I stopped and thought about what he said. Am I really able to take care of a whole other person? Can I handle the pressure of being a father? I look over and see that he is waiting for an answer so I clear my throat and face him again.

       " Yes I am. But, I don't think I will be able to do this without your support, man. If I'm gonna do this, im gonna need help. And I don't trust anyone else but you to help me. I mean, of course I will have mom and maybe dad but I can't do this without you, dude." I said with nothing but honesty in my tone.

       He looked at me as if I wasn't the same man I was 2 minutes ago and smiled whilst nodding.

      " Don't worry dude. I'm here for you." He said while patting my shoulder.

       "so, is it gonna be a boy or girl? And how old are you planning on going?" He asked as he leaned back then took another mouthful of his beer.

       I leaned back as well and took a swig of my beer also.

       " I haven't really thought about it. I guess I'll just have to wait and see." I told him and shrugged.