Depression ~Michael Clifford

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The following day was surprisingly normal, Michael didn't fuss about eating and they all seemed content. 

At the moment they were all lounging on the sofa, reruns of some tv show playing in the background adding a sense of comfort for the smallest boy. Michael didn't know why but he never liked silence. The lack of noise were often perceived as tense or uncomfortable and it didn't really matter who was accompanying him, he would still feel awkward in the silence.

Calum soon grew tired of the chilled vibe that was consuming the house and decided to do something about it. "Hey guys why don't we try out the pool?" The maori boy had been waiting patiently for the boys to try it out but they never did so Calum brought it up.

Although Ashton and Luke were extremely comfortable on the couch they quickly agreed however there was a small blond boy who wasn't too thrilled with the idea. Not only did he hate his body and would do nearly anything to hide behind his thick jumpers and long sleeves but he had the added factor of having to hide his scars and newly created wounds from the boys.

However Michael didn't want to bring the rest of the guys' mood down so he agreed as well and they all split up to get changed. Michael and Ashton were in their room, the drummer looking around for his swimwear while Michael was searching too but it was more stalling from having to get undressed than actually looking for his swim trunks.

Eventually he couldn't postpone it anymore and made his way to the bathroom to change. But he didn't miss the disappointed sigh that left Ashton's lips when he turned towards the bathroom. Michael shoulders sagged at the hurt in Ashton's eyes and felt like he had to explain himself to ease Ashton's worry.

"I'm sorry Ashton I just-" Michael didn't get longer in his apology before Ashton took a step forward and their lips met.

The kiss was quite short but Michael could feel the emotions seeping through Ashton's lips. They separated not too long after and Ashton spoke. "You don't need to apologise Michael. It's just so frustrating when you don't see how beautiful you are."

Michael's cheeks flushed a scarlet color and his eyes were drawn to the carpeted floor, his toes mindlessly running through the soft threads. Michael then gathered all of his courage "I think you're beautiful too..." The small boy could barely breathe anymore. His face was on fire and his blush was slowly bleeding down his neck, basically covering his entire body.

Ashton chuckled as he gave Michael a hug. "Thanks ,baby boy" Ashton stepped back and gave a dimpled smile to the guitarist. "Alright, go and change and meet me downstairs. The others are probably waiting." He slapped Michael's ass to get him moving. Michael jumped at the harsh contact against his bum and shuffled into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

It took longer than necessary to get changed after Michael had caught a glimpse of his pudgy stomach right when he was about to join the rest of the group. This led to him currently sitting on the toilet seat, tears running down his face as he wished he could fall off the face of the earth.

This was one thing that made Michael uncomfortable about his depression, it was so random. He never knew when it was going to hit him and since Michael had slight control issues he couldn't handle living with this unpredictable disease inside of his head. He must've spent too long crying though because after what Michael thought was a few minutes there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Mikey? You ready to come out? We don't judge remember that." Ashton's voice was soft, like he was talking to a frightened animal. It did kind of make Michael feel better so he couldn't be too mad at Ashton for babying him when they all knew he was quite fond of a little pampering from time to time.

Instead of dwelling on the matter Michael stood up, dried his tears, and walked out of the bathroom. His three best friends were waiting outside, all with smiles on their faces. They all took  turns embracing the insecure boy as his heart swelled from all of the love and affection he was receiving.

The boys then made their way outside and 3/4 walked towards the water. The fourth one, Ashton, was quick to call them all back and shove the tube of sunscreen in their faces

"You weren't seriously getting into the pool with nothing to protect you from skin cancer?This is why you guys would die without me." Ashton scolded while shaking his head disapprovingly. 

Luke smirked at the remark "Protection is overrated." They all burst out laughing, Calum and Michael with flushed cheeks. Ashton snorted "And what if you got someone pregnant?" To this Luke winked at Michael as he spoke"Maybe my target audience can't get pregnant"

Michael choked on air and started coughing. Calum started patting his back as the smaller boy tried to regain the ability to breathe. After that it was silent for a while. Not awkward silent though, just silent. Like they were all observing each other and figuring out the dynamics of the group with the newfound sexual orientation of Luke.

The usually quiet Calum was the one to break the silence first. "Alright... I didn't put on that sunscreen to be standing here all day. Let's GO!" With that the maori boy sprinted towards the pool and cannonballed into the clear liquid, sending a splash of water towards the remainder of he band.

The water looked even more inviting than before with a barely clothed Calum floating around (according to Michael anyways) So the rest of the boys followed his lead and all of them jumped into the water. For the next hour or so they all enjoyed each other's company and splashed around without a care in the world. Until they were all headed inside and Michael tripped over his own feet, sending him falling towards the ground.

Not only this but since he had suffered from a quite severe weight loss his swimming shorts weren't as fitting as they were when they were purchased. This led to the shorts falling off his skinny frame as he hit the concrete and his cuts positioned on the sides of his hip were scraped against the hard floor.

Michael hissed as he felt the cuts reopen and left small droplets of blood on the cement as he stood up and put on his shorts. Ashton and Luke both looked slightly mad which scared Michael but it was Calum's face that broke his heart. The quiet maori boy's eyes were fixated on the now red sides of Michael's shorts as tears rolled down his tanned cheeks and fell to the floor, mixing with Michael's blood.

Michael caved from the guilt and escaped inside to his room and slammed the door behind him. At Least that's what he tried to do but someone had followed him inside and caught the door and were now ready to confront Michael.

"We need to talk. Now."

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This was so bad i'm sorry :/

I tried to make it a bit longer since it was so late but it turned out to be 1.2k words so sorry again.

Who do you think followed Michael? 

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