Marry that girl // 5SOS // MICHAEL FANFIC

Chapter 2

"Catherine can you unbuckle Clementine and help me lift her into the chair?" My dad called out for help struggling to straighten her chair.

Clemmie had fallen asleep in the car on the journey home. Not surprised, everything is exhausting for her.

I gently nuded her fragile body. "Clementine? Scooby, come on" scooby was something Mom had nicknamed her when we was in the UK. She figured Clemmie loved scooby so much she needed a pet name because of it.

Where's my nickname, Mom?

Its way too late for that now. She left us and Dad on our own to go run away and marry some french guy that most probably worked in an Art gallery and made paintings that my 13 year old sister could do better than.

I always had these fantasies that she'd come back, especially because of Clementine but she never did. By law, I thought she'd have to see her own kids, I guess not.

I could clearly see Dad was struggling to straighten Scooby's chair. Instead I ended up doing it for him. I looked my dad eyes in the eyes and he gave me a lightening smile, just reminding me that hes fine, hes alive and that he still has us. I quite liked that about my dad. no matter how much crap he went through, he still managed to show that hes strong enough to smile. Fake or not, I'm still proud of how strong he is.

I unbuckled Clemmie from her seat. Noticing how exhausted she looked. Yeah, I was the lucky one. It surely didnt feel like it. It may have been her with Cancer and not me, but she was my sister, that meant I was emotionally suffering too, right?

shes so thin. Almost, too thin to be exact.

Dad and I managed to get her in her chair without breaking her of course. She flopped to the right leaning her head of the pillow on the armrest of her chair, the same pillow she was drooling on in the car. Dad wheeled her in to the house before she got too cold.

Since the home wasnt wheel-chair-accessable Clementine had to move in downstairs. Boxes were scattered throughout the whole of the hallway, we practically got her a week ago but skk our stuff didn't come till 3 days later. Dad was exhausted aswell. I could tell by his sigh.

"Want me to cook tea?" I offered, I also noticed I picked up on english vocabulary a bit.

he mumbled which seemed more of a yes than gibberish.

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After dinner, Dad had somehow made his way up to his bedroom.

Whilst I was in the middle of eating hash browns, Michael was spammig me with Facebook inboxes, which by the way scared the living shit out of me when my phone vibrated on my butt. what can I say? I'm a walking paranoia, I thought there was going to be an earthquake! Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating but im serious it scared me.

Crap. it's 16:48. Crap crap crap crap crap.

Whilst I was about to just text Mikey an incomming call which was actually, from Gordon himself.

he was curious of my whereabouts.

"Cat, you coming over or nah?" Mikey asked.

"Yeah yeah, I'll be there, eventually" I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

"What do you mean by eventually" he blankly said.

"I didnt realise the time, if I walk itll probably take about 20 minutes to even get to Ashton's. its literally"- I pulled my phone from my ear to see the time, and then placed in to my ear again. "its literally 16:54"

"alrighty then, where you at? You still havent told me where you, your dad and your sister are staying"

"believe it or not, but my Dad managed to get the old home I lived in when I 13"

"oh my god remember when we got your mattress out, put it on the stairs and went down on it? Your dads face at the site of us after crashing into a bookshelf was just priceless!"

"Now those were good times, we'll have to do it again someday" I gestured almost wondering into a day dream.

"Anyways I'll pick you up" He didnt even offer.

"But Gordon. You're a shit driver from what I've been told"

"Atleast I have a license"

"Atleast I can actually drive, just get here fuckwit, but then I'm driving"

"Hell no, I'm driving! I am the one with the licence remember"

"Yeah yeah I know I know you called me on facetime when it was 3 in the morning where I was just so you can brag"

"You're jealous tho arent you?"

"No im not jealous" I blankly said.

"Admit, ever since ive got my license you find me more attractive"

"Michael shut the fuck up" and before I gave him chance to reply I hung up.

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faaaaaaaack I started this 14th of august its the 1st of september. okay its late. only 1 person likes this omg. I guess I'm kinda getting to the main story not sure?

anyways I'm still feeling a little insecure about this kinda why it took me so long to update. I have another wattpad acc aaaaand im thinking of starting another Michael fanfic. Maybe I have no idea...

votes and comments are appreciated :D thankies

~cakelin