“Can I call, wake you up, on a Sunday?”
I groan as my phone goes off. It’s Sunday, who the fuck calls this early? I pat my hand around on my bed for a while until I feel my vibrating phone. I pick it up, answering the call. “Hello?” I coo through the phone.
A deep chuckle is heard alongside, “Morning, Sleeping Beauty.”
I smile, instantly brightening up at the sound of my boyfriend’s voice. “Hey, Kitty.” I reply.
“Hey, Boo,” He smiles, “what have I missed down in Sydney?”
My mood instantly dampens as I remember that he’s not in the same country. “Not much, I haven’t really been out much since you left.” I bite my lip.
“Six months since I’ve been away and now you’re saying everything has changed, and I’m afraid that I might be losing you.”
He sighs, “I told you not to let it get you down, babe.”
“It’s a bit hard not to feel down when my boyfriend’s having the time of his life without me, Michael.”
“You know how much I want you here, Y/N/N. I can’t just drop the band for you.”
I frown, “I never said I wanted you to drop the band for me, Mike. I’d just like some- “
“’Quality time with my boyfriend’, I know.” He huffs.
“Sorry that I actually put you before everyone else.”
“Is the time that I make for you not enough? Because it’s the only free time I have right now, Y/N.”
“I never said that, Michael!”
“Well it sounded a lot like that’s what you meant.”
“You know what? Talk to me when there isn’t a stick up your arse.” I say before hanging up.
“Fell fast, ended faster, yeah.”
It’s been weeks since my fight with Michael. I miss him so much, but god forbid I admit that to him. I don’t know whether I’m more hurt or angry by what he said. It’s like I’m more of a problem than a girlfriend to him, and that hurts. But if he really felt that way, why would he stay with me until now? For publicity, my mind keeps screaming at me. That can’t be it though, they’re famous enough, and he’s not that kind of guy. Ugh, why is life so hard? Why is he so stupid, yet amazing?
I sigh, getting out of bed for the first time in weeks. “I smell like an old shoe.” I mumble to myself, entering my bathroom to wash up.
After having a shower, shaving, and brushing my teeth, I go back to bed. What were you expecting? Me to actually get off my arse and move on? Bitch please, this ain’t no fanfic.
I get a notification that 5SOS have released a new song, which, of course, I listen to. Ex or not, they’re a great band.
“Let’s forget the past, I swear we’ll make this last.”
Beside You is the name of their new song, and I have not stopped crying. I’m on my period, and *trying to* get over an ex, don’t judge.
I need Michael so much, now more than ever. But I can’t end things then go crawling back and ask for forgiveness cause of a song, right? HA, YOU THOUGHT I WAS BEING SERIOUS.
I quickly grab my phone, pressing the call button for his contact, then waiting…
“Y/N?” I hear him let out a breath of, what seems to be, relief.
I smile as more tears well up in my eyes, “Hey, Kitty.”
“I need your love to carry me back home, when I’m with you, I’m never alone.”
Three hours. Three. Hours. Until Michael gets home and I can hug him and kiss him and - Let’s not get too off topic here, eheh. I start to get ready, keeping all my excitement in for when I actually see him. Soon…
Any minute now he could walk through those doors, and I don’t know if I can wait any longer. I might just tackle the guard and make a run for it. “Y/N!” I hear, breaking me out of my thoughts. My smile widens as I see Michael and Luke walking towards me. “Mikey!” I call back, running like my life depends on it and tackling him to the ground like a lion with its prey. Except, you know, not.
He hugs me with all his might, me doing the same. “I missed you so much.” I mumble into his chest, tears pricking at my eyes.
“I missed you, too, princess.” He says into my hair, pulling me closer.
I smile. I got my Kitty back.
