Kiss Me Imagines ✔

Broken Past - Michael Clifford 2/2

Part 2

Michaels pov.

"Michael what happened?" Y/n asks. All the memories flood back... The pain, the terror... The loss. It all reappears in your head.. The memories you have been wanting to keep away. "I-I- y/n I-I-" I'm silenced when I feel her soft lips on mine, calming me down. I'm looking all around the room, I finally settle on her eyes, taking a deep breath I begin my story.

*2 years ago flashback*

My band 5 seconds of summer were playing our UK headline tour, travelling across the country seeing all these amazing places. We had toured the world with the hit band One direction, played an Australian, American and European headline tour all in the space of 2 ½ years. "Mikey" Ashton one of my band mates and best mates called out to me. "Yeah" I replied walking over to his drum set.

We were in the London O2 arena having a sound check for the gig in half and hour.

Ashton had a worried look on his face. As he was about to speak a booming voice echoed around the arena "doors open in 5 minutes. Boys off stage." I ignored ash and went over to the side to put me guitar down on the side of the stage.

I could hear the girls screaming as the countdown began before we came on. "3,2,1... 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER" the crown screamed as we ran onstage.

"HELLO LONDON!" Calum shouts into the mic. The crowd screams.

Suddenly the lights go out and gunshots are heard. Panaking I crouch down feeling around. My hand reaches the edge of the the stage. I jump off the stage and crouch down, my hands over my head pressing on my ears as to drown out the shouting and the guns. I can hear the security trying to get people out.

I feel dizzy. I feel sick. The room is spinning. The shooting is louder. The screaming is louder.

I feel a hand touch my back and I look up to see a girl holding her hand out shouting at me. I don't know what she is saying. I can't hear. It's a blur.

Black.

I wake up to find myself in a hospital bed, wired to machines. The room is bright and Boring. Flowers are lined up against the windowsill. A small red button is on the side if the table, I press it and a nurse comes in. She checks me over and smiles to herself. "Well your much better" she smiles down at me. "Wha-what hap-p-pend?" I ask her, my voice rough and sore.

She looks down "you are very lucky. A shooting happened. 7000 people died.... Including your bandmates Ashton, Calum and Luke." I stare at her blankly. Tears build up. Throat clogged. I nod and she dismissed herself.

*present*

Tears run down my face as y/n hugs me close to her chest. Kissing and whispering loving things into my brown hair.

Y/n never knew because the news about the killing of the band members never made the news. I made sure that it was classified and we posted a article about the band splitting and leaving the public on dead trails.

I move away from her and lean up to kiss her. "I'm so sorry" she whispers and she leans down to kiss me ferociously.