Michael Clifford Imagines

Prince Charming

Prince Charming. ❤️

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"Im pretty sure my parents won't mind you being here" I reassured my boyfriend when he randomly showed up at my door. "If you say so" he chuckled and walked in. He automatically walked to the couch and turned on the tv. I sat and cuddled into his side. It was an hour or two before I heard the door open and footsteps come in through the door. "Y/N" my mother shouted with an angry tone. Oh god. Here we go. "Living room" I replied. "Why isn't this house clean!?" My father shouted as he also walked into the house. "And what the hell is he doing here!!" He shouted. "Calm down" I said. "Don't tell your father to calm down. You have a guest in this house when it's a mess! How embarrassing" my mother continued to shout. Michael grasped my hand tightly. "Well then I guess we'll be leaving" he stated getting up and taking me with him. My parents continued to shout until it was blocked by the door. I walked into the drive way and to Mikey's little car. "Where do you wanna go kitten?" He asked flashing a smile in my direction. "Your house?" I just wanted some peace and quiet. "You got it babe" the drive was silent. I'd been to Michaels house once before but I've never met his mom. We pulled into the driveway of a lovely two story house. It felt really different compared to my house, it was more cozy and inviting. "Mom?" Mikey called through the house. "Kitchen Hun" his mother answered. He smiled at me and walked me to the kitchen. She looked up and saw me in the entrance hiding behind Mikey. "Hi you must be Y/N" his mom spoke up. Michael moved me in front of him and draped his arms over my shoulder laying his Chin on my head. "Aren't you lovely" his mother complimented. I couldn't help but blush. "Hi" was all that came out. How stupid was I. They both laughed. "Don't be nervous. I don't bite" his mom laughed and winked playfully. "Would you mind setting the table dear" she asked. "Yeah no problem. Come on" he said handing me some plates. We walked into the dinning room and began setting the table. It wasn't long before the food was brought in. We served ourselves and everything was good. We all began talking. She asked questions which I gladly answered. It was getting late and I was getting texts from my parents saying I needed to go home. I told Michael and he excused us from the table. He walked me up the stairs and to what I assumed was his bedroom. I sat down on the bed as Michael closed the door. "You don't have to go home" he said as he took my hand in his. "Yes I do. Don't be stupid" I joked. "stay here. Just this once. Just for tonight. My mom will be okay with it" he suggested. "But my parents" "forget your parents" and that was all the argument I needed. I texted my parents that I'd be sleeping over somewhere and turned off my phone. Michael el me an old iron maiden tshirt and some shorts. "Turn around" I commanded as I was about to change. "No" he giggled. I couldn't help but laugh and eventually just changed in front of him. "Jesus has answered my prayers" he shouted. The rest of the night consisted of cuddles and really bad horror movies until we both fell asleep. I woke up to Michael staring at me and stoking my cheek. "My god you're so beautiful" he whispered before kissing my forehead. "You're so creepy" I replied laughing an kissing his lips. "I love this" he stated. "What do you mean" I asked. "Sleeping with you and waking up with you. I could get use to this."