Bree;
It was the next morning and I was casually watching E! News while having breakfast and so far, it's been boring. I was about to change the channel until I heard Luke's name.
"Hey guys, it's Maria Menounos here with your daily E! News. So a few hundred fans are going crazy over 5SOS' guitar hottie Luke Hemmings' post on Instagram." It showed the photo he posted, "And his caption was both heart melting and confusing. Some of the fans are saying that Bree Rufus, girlfriend of Michael Clifford, is cheating on Michael with his best friend, Luke Hemmings." I rolled my eyes.
"While we're on the topic of Luke and Bree, an anonymous photographer sent these pictures to us late last night." My eyes widen as pictures appear on the screen, they're of Luke and I when we went to the beach. "What could this mean? Are the fans right about Bree cheating or is it just their close bond as friends? I'm Maria Menounos and this is E! News."
I couldn't believe this, who in the fuck would do this? I'm beyond pissed, suddenly I felt sick to my stomach- I didn't want to eat anymore. A fan, it had to be a fan, I mean who else could it be? I was about to go post about it on Twitter but a knock came from the door, interrupting me from doing so, I put down my phone, put my hair in a messy bun and went to look through the peephole to see who it was, it was Luke.
I swung the door open, "Do you know who would've been following us?" He growled, entering the room.
"Good morning to you too." I say, rolling my eyes, "But no, I don't. Do you? Besides the paps."
"No, I wouldn't know! This is complete bullshit, now everyone- including your boyfriend- is going to think we have some sort of secret relationship going on." Luke spat, and suddenly I feel like it's all my fault.
"I-I'm sorry, we should've been more careful..." I mutter, sitting down on my messy bed,
"Fuck!" He tugs at the ends of his hair, and he groans. "What are we g-"
Luke shuts the hell up when yet another knock comes from my door, we both look at each other with wide eyes. He points to the door, telling me to go see but I shake my head, terrified for the outcome.
"Bree, I know you're in there! Open up." Michael's voice is heard from the other side, "Babe, can we just, like, talk? I promise I'm not mad."
I look between the door and Luke before getting up and halfway to the door, Luke steps in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. I look up to him and he looks upset, he shakes his head and suddenly I'm way too confused.
He leans down, his hot breathe tickles my neck, "You let him in, we'll both be dead meat. Only because he wants to talk about you and I, and why we'll be dead is because I'm here, alone, with you. That's only going to get his suspicions higher about us."
"I know you're in there! Open the damn door. Pleeeaaassseee" Mikey begs, whining at the end of his sentence and I have to refrain myself from giggling.
"Quickly get dressed and take him for coffee or something. Let me get out of here. Now go." Luke says quietly, laying on the bed and I frown.
I don't like this idea at all, if I quickly get dressed, and say 'Hey lets go for coffee', he'll definitely know somethings up, but I do it anyway. I throw on some light grey joggers, a muscle shirt and a sweater, pulling my shoes on; I go to the washroom to wet my hair a bit to make it look like I got out of the shower not too long ago, and I swing the door open again to reveal Michael sitting on the floor.
He looks like hell, my poor baby. I can tell even overtop the black eye, he has dark circles underneath his eyes, they're also puffy and red as if he'd just stopped crying, and it looks like he's in so much pain, and it's all my fault.
"Wanna go for coffee?" I ask, kneeling down beside him and putting my small hand on his shoulder in an attempt of comfort. He nods and I stand up, holding my hands out and he grabs them, hoisting himself up to his feet and we head down to the lobby.
We get to the parking lot and get into the rental car, Michael in the drivers and I in the passengers. We let the radio play softly and I, as usual, take in the scenery, it's silent, but not an awkward silent- Mikey's sniffles are the only thing to be heard besides the radio.
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*"Thanks." We both say to the cashier and go find a seat. We find one near the back, it's dimly lit and the privacy is alright, it's not like anyone's going to eavesdrop on us.
"So..." I start, "You came to my room, begging to come in and now we're here. Is there anything you want to talk about?" I look at him and he lightly smiles.
"Can't a boyfriend just show up to see his girlfriend unexpectedly?" He jokes, but he didn't smile nor laugh. I arch my brow and he sighs, "Fine. I seen his post on Instagram, the words he said, along with the picture he chose..." He looked down at his lap, frowning while his fingers ran along the rim of his cup, "It got to me, hardcore." He looked up at me, his eyes filled with tears, "I'm scared, so fucking scared I'm going to lose you to my best friend."
I was speechless, I knew this was coming, but I was speechless. The thought of him thinking that I could love Luke, in that way, more than him- it's ridiculous, crazy and kind of funny, just kind of.
"Michael" I say, grabbing his larger hand in my much smaller one, I caress the back of his hand with my thumb, "You won't lose me to anyone, I love Luke but in a best friend kind of way- it's you I absolutely love with everything I have. I've been in love with you for years, but you didn't know me, but still." He smiles at me, his eyes still glossy, "Michael Gordon Clifford, you seriously stole my heart since day one."
He comes around the table, pulls me to my feet and holds me tight as if I was going to disappear. He pulls away and holds my face in his hands and he smiles, and he kisses me passionately.
"I love you, so much. I'm sorry I reacted the way I did. I should've just-" He rambled but I kissed him again, not wanting to talk about it. "Please do that more often if I'm boring you" He jokes and we laugh.
I wrap my arms around his neck, his around my waist and he nuzzles his face in my neck. His hands then end up on my sides, his thumbs rubbing my small bump, he kneels down and presses a kiss to it and smiles. "And I love you too kid." I mentally 'awe' and smile.
"Can we go sightseeing? We haven't done that at all since we got here." I whine and he chuckles, taking my hand and we leave the cafe.
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*"I'm so exhausted!" I groan, flopping down on my bed, Michael joining me and cuddling up on my side. His arm is gently laying over my stomach, his head just beneath my chest and our legs tangled with each other.
"Today was fun." Mikey tiredly mumbles, I nod in agreement and run my hands through his hair. He hums and I can see his eyes close and soon enough, in a matter of 10 minutes, his snores were all I heard so I decide to call it a day and do the same thing.
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*A/N- Shortish chapter (: I hope you guys enjoyed.. I'll probably do a double update since I have nothing else better to do :b
-Annie x
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I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford
FanfictionWhat happens when Michael Clifford, the guitarist of 5 Seconds Of Summer, gets into a bad car accident with his current girlfriend Bree? She loses her memory from the passed five years after she goes through a 6 month coma and three years of the fi...