Amnesia |michael clifford|

Chapter 21

Lily's pov

It's been a week of being on tour with the boys and its been a laugh, I've had to take photos of them and they've been themselves and acted stupid.

No one has heard Michael's song yet, except the boys, but apparently they were practising it.

Currently we were in Manchester and the boys were doing a sound check and I was hanging with Niall and Harry, they were nice guys.

"Let's play snog marry or avoid" Harry suggested, "Okay" Niall and I agreed.

"Lily, uh, Calum, Ashton and Michael" Harry said, "Uh, snog Ashton, marry Michael, avoid Calum" I said, "Niall, uh, Barbara palvin, cara delevingne and Danielle peazer" I said, "Uh, snog cara, marry Danielle, avoid Barbara" he said, "Harry, uh, Taylor swift, Kendall Jenner and Jennifer Lawrence" Niall said, "Snog Jennifer definitely, marry Kendall and avoids Taylor" he said.

"Lily, David Beckham, Dave Franco or channing tatum" Harry said, "How am I ever supposed to chose? They're all so hot!" I exaggerated, "Who's all so hot?" Michael asked from behind us, "Dave Franco, David Beckham and channing Tatum" I answered, "We're suing snog marry avoid" Harry said, clearing up the confusion, "Oh and lily would marry you" Harry added, I glare at him as he smirked.

"It was between you Calum and Ashton, I'm sure she said she would snog Ashton marry you and avoid Calum" Niall said, "I hate you guys" I mumbled, I saw Michael smirk at me as I pushed past him.

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"HELLO MANCHESTER!" Luke yelled into the arena, I smiled at them as they engaged with the audience, screams echoing through the arena.

"Okay, now we're going to play a new song that Michael over here wrote by himself" Luke shouted, I listened as their voices filled the arena.

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted

I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted

And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine

Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?

When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all

The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone

I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone

And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on

It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long

It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

If today I woke up with you right beside me

Like all of this was just some twisted dream

I'd hold you closer than I ever did before

And you'd never slip away

And you'd never hear me say

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all

No, I'm really not fine at all

Tell me this is just a dream

'Cause I'm really not fine at all

My breath caught in my throat as I stupidly made eye contact with Michael, his hands started to shake and he messed up the end notes and then he stopped playing guitar all together, neither one of us could look away, we were in a trance, but I brought myself to close my eyes and turn around, running towards the tour bus.