It's been two years since you and Michael broke up and a lot has changed. You got a job working as a photographer and you have also been in one relationship that lasted three months. You had just gotten to work and you were supposed to do a photoshoot with a band but you aren't sure which one. You got your camera and everything set up and then the band came in.
You looked up and seen 5 Seconds Of Summer. You gulped and Michael looked at you with a look of saddness. You took a deep breath and said "Hello I'm your photographer." You didn't bother saying your name becasue they obviously already knew who you were. They looked suprised to see you but also happy. After you and Michael had broken up you still talked to the other boys cause you were close with them. They smiled at you, except Michael, and you smiled back.
You said "Ok then lets get started." The next couple of hours consisted of you taking their pictures. All throughout the shoot you could feel Michaels eyes on you and then just like that all those feelings came back. The feeling of butterflys in your stomache, the feeling of love, and the feeling of the heartbreak you had when you guys broke up. When you and the guys decided to take a break Michael pulled you out into the hall. You said "Michael-"
He cut you off and said "Two years. Two fucking years we've been broken up and I still can't get over you. I've tried so hard to but I can't. When we broke up I thought that I could eventually move on and find someone else, but I couldn't. The first few months I barely left my house but then the boys made me. I pretended to be okay after that. Pretended to be over you. Pretended like I didn't miss you. Pretended like I was okay but I wasn't. I was so broken and still am. It's the little things I miss the most. Like how you would always curl up into my side while you were asleep, how your eyes would light up whenever you would talk about something you loved, or how you would always not missing a single day tell me you loved me. It didn't matter if you were mad at me or not you would always tell me that. I've tried so hard to find someone else and move on. Find the person who I'm meant to spend the rest of my life with but I already had. I already met her and I let her go. That person is you Y/N."
You stood there for a minute processing what he said and then said "Michael when we were dating, what we had it was a train wreck. It was a disaster." He asked "But what about the part our relationship that wasn't?" You asked "What do you mean?" He said "What about the part that wasn't? I mean yes we had a lot of problems but not all of our relationship was a train wreck. Remember in the 10th grade when I brought you up to the roof during lunch and we spent the rest of the school day up there looking at the clouds? Or the time when you came to visit me on tour and we were in Paris so we went to see the Effiel Tower together? We have so many amazing memories together."
You said "Yes, but for every good memory there is a dozen bad ones." He said "If you come back I promise you that there will be so many more amazing memories. Enough to out weigh all the bad ones. I didn't know what I had until it was gone. I know now that you were the best thing that had and will ever happen to me. I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out but I have now. Now it's all up to you. Do you want to come back to me or do you want to find someone else? I'll understand if you don't want to get back together but I at least had to try." After you heard Michael say all of that you knew exactly what you wanted. You looked up at him and kissed him. He kissed you back and after a minute pulled away. He rested his head against yours and said "I've missed you." You said "I've missed you too."
