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"I can never not see that," Michael says, staring at the metallic elevator doors and I blush, Michael was taking this surprisingly well. I'm sure once he got over the shock of seeing his sister and best friend half naked with his hands down her pants then he'd find the energy to be angry.
"Do you realize what you've done to me?" He asks, stepping out of the elevator and I giggle sliding our key card in the lock and opening the door.
"Ugh, I'm very very angry though, do not over look my disgust." He clarity's and I sigh throwing my bag on the ground and collapsing on the bed.
"I figured, I'm ready for you to ground me." I joke, smirking at him.
"Not funny," he says, grabbing a water from the mini fridge, I shrug as he comes to sit down next to me.
"I'm not going to say anything though, because you just came back and I really don't want to fight with you. But just to let you know I'm not happy about the situation," he says and I sigh.
"You're acting like dad," I say and purse my lips, inhaling a sharp breath, the memory still stinging.
"He's not here to do it, so I will." Michael says, his voice quiet, for a second I wondered if I imagined hearing it. But it made tears find their way to my eyes.
"I miss them," I whisper, a sob breaking through my lips and Michael crawls next to me and I turn to cuddle into him. I wasn't aware of him crying until I felt his tears hit my neck.
"So do I, so much." He whispers, his breath shaking.
Michael and I spend the next little while crying together, and I think that it was exactly what we both needed. Michael and I hardly discussed our parents death since it happened and I just really needed to cry about it to someone who knew what I was dealing with.
"You look just like them," I say to him and he sniffles, putting his chin on my shoulder.
"You act just like mom," he says and I laugh.
"Mom was not as stupid," I say and Michael chuckles.
"I can agree with that, but I meant your heart. You're just like her; strong willed, kind, loving, very very stubborn, but she always followed her heart and did what she thought was right," he says and I back up to look at him, he had stopped crying, but his eyes were red, and blood shot, I assumed mine were the same.
"You're just saying that," I say and wipe away a tear.
"No," he shakes his head and I purse my lips, "I mean it." I don't say anything and Michael sighs.
"I knew you were just like mom forever ago with how sassy the both of you were," he chuckles, "but I truly got to see how alike you two were when you came on tour with me, and you and Luke started getting closer. I saw your compassion, it was just like her. You have her heart. I always feel like mom and dad are around when I see you and Luke together," he says and I give him a look.
"You guys look at each other the same way they did, and I don't know what you're thinking of Luke right now, and as much as I hate the idea, you and Luke are crazy about each other, and I also realized how much you were like mom when you were willing to push your feelings aside and leave the tour, even though you wanted to stay, and don't say you didn't because I know you did," I didn't know how I was supposed to react to Michael's little speech, but I felt myself blush and I make a face.
"You put your feelings for Luke aside and gave Ashton and everyone space, even though none of us really needed it, you have her strength. Even though you don't see it on the outside Delilah, you are exactly like mom, and that's why I love being around you because I can feel her presence when I'm around you and I miss her and dad so much that I don't know what to do with myself anymore." He says and starts crying again, so did I.
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Fanfic"I love you!" He calls and I stop, turning back to look at him. Calum and Ashton were pulling him back to calm him down. "Delilah!" He sobs loudly and then screams and collapse on the ground, bringing his knees to his chest and tugged roughly on hi...
