Depression ~Michael Clifford

14

The three band members were woken up by the Luke calling them all down for dinner. Michael let out a heavy sigh,he had promised himself to get through this dinner and actually eat this time. Eating was the last thing Michael wanted to do but he pushed himself probably more than his fragile mind could handle but he wanted the boys to be proud of him,he didn't want to disappoint them anymore. 

They all gathered by the table, Michael's food already on his plate consisting of some broccoli and a hamburger. Michael noticed that his fries had been switched up to broccoli which he was very grateful for. The dinner was quite tense. Michael didn't know why but the boys were acting particularly weird, exchanging glances between each other like they were having a conversation Michael was completely left out of.

After a few uncomfortable minutes Ashton cleared his throat and Michael looked at him in interest, hoping he would break the weird silence that had embraced the dining room. 

"Okay Michael... You know that we only want the best for you right? We wouldn't do anything that could potentially hurt you, All we want is for you to get better."

Michael became worried at his statement. What were they planning to do?Kick him out of the band? He wouldn't blame them he was a mess and not even good.He was worthless. The bad thoughts swerving around Michael's mind, successfully sending him into a frenzy. Ashton noticed the way Michael breathing grew shallow and the way his shoulder tensed up and decided to just spit it out.

"Michael you're starting therapy tomorrow. It's with one of the best therapists in the area and it's only a fifteen minute drive to the clinic. We were planning on telling you sooner so you could settle into this but we never found the right time."

Michael let out a breath of relief, he was still a part of the band. But his relief didn't last very long when the words sunk in. He was going to therapy.

"Why?" Michael knew it was a stupid question but he needed someone to answer it.

"You're obviously in pain Michael and it hurts us too. We can't stand you being like this, we want our happy go lucky Michael back. Please let us help you, please Baby"Calum spoke, he hadn't realised that the pet name slipped from his mouth until it was too late to take back. Instead he flushed a rosy pink but it was nearly invisible on his darker complexion. Michael on the other hand was almost a tomato at this point. Even the tiniest of blushes showed on his porcelain skin, it was impossible for Michael to hide it,Which was unfortunate considering how much he was blushing nowadays.

Michael mumbled out a quiet 'okay' and continued to nibble on his broccoli as the other three started up a conversation about a recent song they were working on. Eventually Michael had managed to eat half of his burger and all of his broccoli and was excused from the table.

Instead of sneaking up to his room like he actually wanted to do Michael decided to sit on the couch in the living room and watch some TV. Recently he had this desire to be close to at least one of his best friends. A few weeks ago he had tried to avoid them as much as possible but now that they know almost everything Michael didn't need to hide anymore. And it scared Michael how much he wanted to be with his band.

The others soon joined him on the couch and Luke who sat himself closest to Michael instantly became suffocated when the small boy attached himself to the guitarists side, much like a koala bear on a tree.

"Geez Michael, I can't breathe over here." Luke wheezed out.

Michael just mumbled a 'too bad' and nuzzled his face in Luke's neck. This caused the band to chuckle as it did look quite strange with a small little blond cuddling the giant to the point of suffocation. For a while they just sat there, the tv was on but they were all in their own little world not really paying attention to the comedy playing on the big screen.

But all good must come to an end. Michael was still wrapped in the guitarist's embrace when Luke started shifting. Michael let out a pitiful whine at the loss of contact and tried to get back to the warm source, Luke started chuckling at the little boy desperate for a cuddle. 

"I gotta piss Mike,go cuddle Ashton or something."

Ashton stood up at the words and took Luke's spot on the couch and lifted the light boy into his lap so he was chest to chest with the drummer. Michael blushed at the action and hid his face in Ashtons neck as the drummer enveloped the cuddly boy with his strong arms.

Michael's head was rested against Ashton's chest and with the tv in the background a warm and strong embrace Michael slowly drifted off to sleep to the sound of Ashton's heartbeat, no worries of what's to come tomorrow at his very first therapy appointment.

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Sorry for the long wait for such a short chapter :( I start school tomorrow and I honestly don't know if I can handle another fucking semester but that's life.

Aaaaaaaaaaanyways, hope yo enloyed the short ass chapter if you did leave a comment and a vote :D

Random question of the chapter: Where do you guys live? I'm from sweden hence why my english is crap:D