5sos imagines

Michael Clifford: silence

Y/n's POV
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Don't you just love it when your significant other gives you the silent treatment? And the reason is because you didn't show up to one concert out of the whole tour.

Michael sits on the couch in the hotel room. Him and the boys connected a gaming console in our hotel room and now he's playing on it, has been for the past 3 hours.

It really wasn't my fault. I went to go buy a few drinks from the vending machines in the front and then security wouldn't let me back in. That dude hates me, i tell you. I even had my passes and everything!

Now Michael wouldn't believe me when I told him that. His last words to me really broke me.

"How could you miss this show, y/n?!" He screams.

I had just gotten back on the bus and he was already screaming.

"I tried to get back in but that douchebag security wouldn't let me!"

"You can't blame others for being irresponsible! I hate so much right now!" He yells running his hands through his hair.

He hated me.

So now I sit here on the bed. Starring at him and crying.

Only Ashton attempted to help me because when Michael is mad at me, so is Luke and Calum. It was a Muke and Malum thing.

I let out a quiet sigh and get up and make my way outside the hotel room. It was suffocating me and I needed fresh air. I headed to the lobby and to the back where the pool was.

I laid on one of the chairs and the rest of my day, I spent it crying in the cool air. That was until I fell asleep.

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"Y/n! Gosh there you are!" I hear. I open my eyes and notice that it's really dark out. I was still able to recognize the curly headed boy.

"Ashton?" I ask wiping my eyes. "Hey babe. We were looking for you everywhere." He answers. "I doubt it. Everyone hates me. Everyone but you." I say hugging him as I sit up.

"That's not true. They love you." He says hugging me back. "Michael said he hated me." I cried into his neck.

"No, no. Baby, he was just angry." He coos me. "He's even went to look for you at arcades, bars, hospitals, police stations, parks..."

"I still can't the thought out of him saying he hates me." I say starting to tear up again. "Shh." He says rubbing my back.

"You can sleep in my room if you want. I just have to tell him I found you." He says starting to take his phone out. I nod and start to get up.

We make our way inside as Ashton kept trying to dial Michael's phone. He wasn't picking up. Instead he was sitting on a lobby couch with his head in his hands.

"I don't know what I'm going to do if I can't find her. It's all my damn fault for not controlling my words and not talking to her. I'm so fucking childish and I want to know why she's still even with me. God, I'm so stupid." He rambles to Luke and Calum.

Ashton clears his throat and they look up. "She wants to sleep in my room tonight. But she's fine. She was at the pool all day." He says nodding and we make our way to the elevator.

I give Michael a small smile as the elevator doors close. His words were sweet but his words yesterday are still sour and bitter in my thoughts.

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I found out about Demi while listening to he song 'Sober'. I felt overwhelmed and so sad and I'm glad she's okay.

Obviously I'm still in a super sad mood so I ended this imagine with them still not okay.

I will admit I was an addict to least dangerous drugs myself but I stopped when I knew it wasn't doing me any good. It only relieved my stress but not my depression. I'm about to be a year clean with no drugs so, yay me!

Pray for Demi and any other victim to addiction ❤️.