Michael Clifford Imagines

Unprotected

Unprotected (A Michael Clifford Imagine)

By: sinful-syllables

Tonights the night, Michaels finally coming home from tour. You both missed each other like crazy and can't wait to pick up where you left off. The first night he was back you two went out to dinner and had a few drinks together, ending the night with you two in bed completely naked and fucking. You wake up in the morning to a note, saying

"Hey y/n, yesterday was amazing. I had to go to the studio but I'll see you tonight! The boys might come over so don't surprise me at the door naked or anything. Well you can but the mates might be drooling over you for the rest of our break. See you tonight xx - Mikey"

You smile at the note and start on your daily house chores, excited to finally see all the 'mates' in person again.

~4 weeks later~

You are freaking out. You pace the bathroom and run your fingers through your hair, pulling at the roots before dropping your hands again and making an annoyed grunt, plopping down on the ledge of the tub.

You look at your phone and take a deep breath, noticing the timer has hit 0, meaning that time was up and you have to see what the result is. You get up and walk over to the counter, picking up the pregnancy test, slowly glancing at the result. "FUCK." You throw it in the sink and throw your hands into your hair pulling at the roots again, sliding down the bathroom cabinets.

"Fuck fuck fuck oh my god! Please tell me this isn't real. We used protection! How the hell am I...oh my god we didn't use protection when he came back from tour...how the hell do I tell him that I'm..pregnant..." You throw your head back and groan. You pick up the positive pregnancy test and throw it in the trash, picking up your phone and calling the doctor to completely guarantee you're fucked.

~1 week later, the doctor confirmed yes, you are pregnant~

Never has waiting for the phone to ring been so agonizingly slow. Not that you really wanted him to pick up, you're still not sure what you're going to say to him, but luck didn't seem on your side this week and next think you know, you hear Michael, "Hey princess! How's my baby girl?" You cringe at his words thinking 'not born yet'.

"Um..Michael, I need to talk to you.." You hear him tell the guys to shut up and then he's back on the phone, "What's the matter? Is everything alright?" You rub your temples, saying, "Well..I don't really know how to tell you so I'll just spit it out-" "Please don't do this Y/n.." You're a little surprised by his remark and ask "What do you mean? Don't do what?" "Break up with me. I'm sorry for whatever I did, whatever you're angry about I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm never there but please don't do this, don't end our relationship. I love you." "Michael" "Let me talk, baby please, I'll come fly out to see you or I'll fly you out to see me any time you would like. The tour's over in 3 more months, I'll fly y-you out for the last concert a-and we..we can go on vacation to-together afterwards..please give this a ch-chance.."

You hear him start crying over the phone and you're shocked, you didn't think he'd be the type to cry over ending a relationship, which isn't even what's going on. You sigh and say, "I don't think I can fly out to you anymore, or at least won't be able to in a few months." He sniffles and mumbles a "How come?" You smile a little to yourself and place a hand on your belly, "Well, I'm not going to be allowed on a plane." He's sniffles again and sounds almost annoyed when has asks, "And why the hell not?" You take a deep breath and squeeze your eyes shut, "I'm pregnant."

There's no sound from the other line. No breathing, no screaming, nothing. You gulp and ask, "Michael..?" "I'm..I'm going to be a dad?" In the background you hear Ashton, Calum, and Luke all scurry to wherever Michael was, asking questions like "what, what did you just say" "is y/n pregnant" "oh shit"..'not helping guys' you think. You nod your head, forgetting they can't see you. "Yes, you're going to be a dad." "OH MY GOD! GUYS!!!!!! GUYS GUYS I'M A DAD!!!!!!!!! ARE YOU POSITIVE!?" You raise an eyebrow and mumble, "Yeah I went to the doctor yesterday. Are you..happy?" "HAPPY!?" He practically screams into the phone. Lowering a few volume levels he says, "Of course I'm happy!! Honestly, I remembered not using a condom that night. I thought about it for a little while and at first I thought 'If y/n is pregnant, I'm going to ask her to abort it, because of press and all the pressure of a famous teenage pregnancy.' And then I thought about what it would actually be like to be a dad and to make all those memories with you, the girl I love. So after much thinking, I was actually hoping you're pregnant and now I'm really excited to be a dad! WOOO!!!"

You hear the phone drop on the ground, "Um Michael?" There's some scratching noises and then you hear "Hey y/n! This is Luke! Congratulations!" You blink a few times and slowly say, "Thank..you? I think..where did my boyfriend go?" Luke's quite for a second and then responds "He ran out of the hotel room and into the street, screaming 'I'M A DAD!', he's really happy!" You laugh at him, "Yeah, way happier than I was! I was so scared he was going to dump me over this." Luke laughs a little, "Yeah it's kind of unexpected actually. Oh he just came back inside. Here I'll give the ph-" "DO YOU KNOW IF ITS A GIRL OR BOY YET" Michael yells over Luke into the phone.

You smile to yourself and respond with, "Nope, not yet, it's only been like 6 weeks at most. I'll call you when I find out though." He's taken the phone back and says, "Fuck that! I'll be there! I just called our manager and they booked me a flight for tomorrow night! I'm going to visit you! We can tell our parents together, I'm not going to leave you alone anymore y/n. I love you" you smile, wiping the tears out of your eyes, "I love you too Michael..I'll see you soon." He sounds like he's tearing up himself when he says, "Alright! See you soon baby!!!! IM A DAD!!" And with that he hangs up the phone, leaving you smiling laying on the bed where all this started.