Depression ~Michael Clifford

10

Sorry for any mistakes this was kinda rushed :/

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When Michael woke up the next morning his other three bandmates were still sound asleep. For a while Michael just laid there thinking about everything and anything since there was no point in trying to leave the bed without waking up his bandmates who were surrounding him. 

Eventually Luke,who was pressed against his back, started to stir awake. The long wavy haired singer proceeded to yawn and stretch for a while before actually opening his eyes.

"Michael?" Luke whispered. He assumed Michael was awake as the small boy was playing with his fingers that were wrapped around Michael''s torso.

Michael flinched a bit at the sudden noise, Not because it was very loud but after being awake and in silence as long as Michael had Luke's voice startled him.

Michael turned towards the newly awakened member and snuggled up into his embrace. The pair just layed there for a while, simply enjoying the calmness the morning had brought whilst being tangled up together under the duvet,shielding them from the chilly hotel room.

The boys had originally decided to tell Michael about their vacation together but Luke just couldn't pass on this perfect, calm and quiet opportunity. He took a breath as he started explaining to Michael.

"So, me and the boys have set up a house for us to spend this vacation on, but we have a few terms that we were planning to discuss all together but you'll have to settle for me right now. Are you with me so far?"

Michael was filled with anxiety. What terms? what would they be? He was certain it would be something he was not comfortable with.

"What terms?" Michael said, voice wavering slightly.

"It's nothing bad Michael" Luke said to easy some of his anxiety."This is just to help you get better,that's what everyone wants. Maybe we should wait for the others to wake up before we discuss it,yeah?"

Michael didn't answer, he just turned away from the guitarist and curled up by himself on the other end of the bed instead.

"Michael... C'mon don't freeze me out. We're just trying to help you."

Michael huffed. "I don't need help. I'm fine"

He let out a frustrated breath and tried to calm himself down. Yelling at Michael was not going to solve this conflict."Michael." His voice was stern but had a soft and caring edge to it"You're not okay and you need to accept that... It's okay to not be okay Michael, we won't judge you for needing help. Everyone needs help sometimes"

Luke cuddled up against Michael's back once again and this time Michael didn't turn away. A part of him wanted to, he wanted to show that he was fine and that he didn't need his help. But the comfort was too hard to resist and so he let himself calm down once again with the help of Luke.

Calum woke up not too long after that and woke Ashton up by accident when he elbowed the drummer's nose whilst stretching out his tired limbs. Calum noticed the presence of his other, already awakened, bandmates

"Morning guys, how long have you been up?"Calum asked, his voice sounding rough due to sleeping

"Just a few hours I think" Luke replies, still cuddling and caressing Michael's back.

"you doin' good over there Mike?"

Michael simply hums in response, a bit too out of it to form a proper sentence and falls back to sleep.

Ashton is the first one to actually leave the bed to go and take a shower while the rest are still spooning on the bed. But eventually they all manage get up and pack their suitcases. It was about midday when they finally made it out on the road, the next stop was a small restaurant on the way to their beach house and Michael's anxiety level was rising more and more the closer they got.

When the clock had hit two P.M they had finally made it to the restaurant. The band all walked in, head held high except for the smallest one who was looking down at the floor wishing that he could sink through it.

Calum had gotten them a table at the back of the restaurant right next to a window. When the waiter came to take their orders was when the real trouble started. Luke and Calum had both ordered chicken breast with garlic bread and curly fries and Ashton ordered quesadillas with some vegetables on the side. Michael was just about to order his tiny salad when Ashton had rudely interrupted him.

"He'll have the tomato soup with some toast on the side."Ashton said to the waiter with a smile. Michael stared at the drummer with wide and confused eyes.

"Michael a salad won't fill you up. If I can't trust you to order something that will reach my standards then I will order for you."

Michael opened his mouth to protest but Ashton quickly interrupted again. "It's not up for discussion Mike. Once you learn to take care of yourself you can order for yourself again."

After that one sided conversation Ashton started talking to Luke about activities for the break while Michael got even quieter and frowned at the tables shiny surface.

He could order for himself, he's not a goddamn baby! The boys have always babied him to an extent but they would know when to back off since it made Michael feel embarrassed and left out. Calum broke him out of his thoughts when he scooted closer to the small boy and wrapped an arm around his bony shoulders.

"He's just making sure you're eating right Michael. You can't blame him for caring." Michael answered with a nod of his head.

"You exited to see the house? Luke sent me some pictures of it, wanna see?"Calum asked. He knew Michael was way too curious to deny seeing them.

Michael let out a soft 'yeah' and Calum got out his phone to show him their home for the next few months.

The more pictures were shown to him the more excited he got. Once the pictures were all viewed Calum and Michael joined Ashton and Luke's conversation of fun stuff they could do over the break. The whole band were talking,arguing and laughing just like old times. Michael forgot to be sad and quiet and just enjoyed himself.

It wasn't until about 20 minutes later that the conversation died and Michael grew anxious once again. Ashton gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze as the bowl of soup was set in front of him.

How the hell was he suppose to eat this?

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I'm so sorry for the wait! I've been swamped this week

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and sorry for the sucky beginning but please vote and comment if you liked it <3