Michael Clifford Imagines

For you

For you

By: 5sauceimaginethat

*I know that Long Way Home was written by Ashton and Michael but for the purposes of this story, it was only written by Michael*

"I want you to listen to all the sections and tell me what they make you think of" Michael tells me.

"Okay" I reply, slightly confused.

"Well I may have wrote this song for you and I wanted to see if you thought the same things as I did" he smiles.

"You wrote a song for me?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah" he blushed and turned around to push play.

*We're taking the long way home

Taking the long way home

Take me back to the middle of nowhere 

Back to the place only you and I share

Remember all the memories?

The fireflies and make-believe

Kicking back in the old school yard

Singing songs on our guitars

This is our reality

Crazy stupid, you and me*

Michael pauses the song.

"Is this about the flower patch behind the school where we used to go and talk about how life would be if you got famous?" I asked. He didn't reply. Just pushed play again.

*So we're taking the long way home

'Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone

I wanna get lost and drive forever with you,

Talkin' bout nothing, yeah, whatever, baby

So we're taking the long way home tonight

We're taking the long way home

We're taking the long way home

Taking the long way home*

He pushes pause but hits play again when my only response is "My old Jeep"

*Now we're stuck in the middle of nowhere

Yeah, you know we took our time to get there

We're hiding out in a dream

Catching fire like kerosene

And you know I'd never let you down

'Til the sun comes up, we can own this town

Something like make-believe

Living in a movie scene

I know this is the way it's supposed to be*

I blush a deep red when he pauses it. 

"Our first time was in the Jeep on that hill we found randomly" I said quietly.

*So we're taking the long way home

'Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone

I wanna get lost and drive forever with you,

Talkin' bout nothing, yeah, whatever, baby

So we're taking the long way home

Hitting every red light

Kissing at the stop signs, darling

Green Day's on the radio

And everything is alright

Now we're turning off the headlights, darling

We're just taking it slow

So we're taking the long way home

'Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone

I wanna get lost and drive forever with you,

Talkin' bout nothing, yeah, whatever, baby

So we're taking the long way home

Hitting every red light

Kissing at the stop signs, darling

Green Day's on the radio

And everything is alright

Now we're turning off the headlights, darling

We're just taking it slow

We're taking the long way home*

"is that about the time that you almost got us killed by the kids who didn't see us?" I ask with one eyebrow raised.

"So you got all my hidden messages?" he asks.

"I can't believe you wrote a song for me Mikey" I said, still amazed. He sits next to me and puts my hand in his.

"Every artist has to have his muse" he says. I nuzzle into his neck and mumble an "I love you."

"Forever and always?"

"Even when you find someone else" I say.

"It will never happen" he laughs lightly.

"I hope not."

"I hope not" he kisses the top of my head. He presses play again as I nuzzle further into him and close my eyes.

"Night baby" he says and I just mumble. He stifles a laugh and wraps a blanket around us. I'm asleep before I know it and dreaming of forever. Forever with Michael.