Michael;
After being cut off from the call between Luke and I, I've been pissed off and I don't know what to do about my anger; a walk would be good but I've already been mobbed by fans twice already and don't feel like going through it again, food sounds good but I'm too angry to eat, all I'm worried and stressed about is having Declan back now.
I decided to go grab a water from the vending machine down the hall for myself, "You guys want a water or a juice or anything from the vending machine?" I ask Cal and Ash.
"I'll take an apple juice." Ashton says, Calum just asked for water as well so I walked out of Bree's room and went to grab us drinks. On my short little walk, some nurses and doctors said or waved hello to me and I returned the saying or wave with a small smile.
I couldn't help but let my thoughts trail to what it would actually be like to be in their position and not a person like me, like surgeons, or people who have to give bad news about someone not making it or in critical condition, or- alright, this isn't okay on many levels so I'm going to stop thinking like that because I'll just get into a more depressing mood- depressed and angry do not mix. I mean..... I don't know how that feels.
I grabbed two waters and an apple juice with a 5 dollar bill and got 2 dollars back. On my way back, I heard that a doctor was called for emergency but shrugged it off. I got back to the room and handed the boys their drinks and took a sip of water as we got into deep conversation about what we'll have for dinner.
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*After Ash, Cal and I arguing over pizza, Chinese and some restaurant close by, we came to the decision of pizza since 1- it can be delivered and 2- we don't really wanna leave for a long period of time, you know, just in case something happens.
Cal and I touched our noses before Ashton, yes childish, so he has to call for delivery and we waited around in the lobby for half hour until the pizza man came and dropped off three boxes of pizza with three different sodas and we each pitched in for the pay, and now we're sitting in the cafeteria on the underground level below the lobby.
"Do you think Declan's okay?" I ask, taking a sip of my Pepsi.
"He's with Luke, he's fine." Calum says chuckling, taking another bite of his pizza.
"Yeah, don't worry so much mate. Just last week you actually had trust in him. D will be fine." Ashton states, patting my back and I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, because last week I didn't know about his deep ass feelings for my girlfriend." I spit, angrily taking a bite of my pizza, making the guys laugh, and I broke a smile, it was a tiny smile though.
"Mate, we thought you knew. I mean, the closeness should've given it away, the way he was so protective over her." Ashton starts.
"Oh, don't forget those pictures of them at the beach too, if that didn't prove a thing than-" I cut Calum off.
"-I get it guys. Fuck, I kind of want to forget about it instead of being reminded of it every single second!" I snap and the boys shut their mouths and stay quiet for the remainder of the time.
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*"Hey, Crystal." I say, tiredly smiling.
"Michael, hi." She flashes me her signature smile and sits down beside me, the boys went back to the hotel an hour ago and left me.
"How's Declan doing?" She frowns, and she gets my confused vibe, "You know, with his arm and all?"
"What? What happened to Declan?!" I snap, my heart racing quickly as I stand up.
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I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford
FanficWhat 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...