Michael Clifford Imagines

Michael Imagine "Daddy"

Michael Imagine 1:"Daddy"

By: 5sos--writing

You lay there on your bed, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. Being 8 months pregnant, you've been very moody, having hot flashes and randomly getting cold. Tonight was one of those nights where you were either burning up with the blanket, or near freezing your ass of without one. You were sweating, a sick feeling coming upon your stomach.

"Having trouble sleeping, Y/N?"

You look to your right, seeing your boyfriend, also the father of this giant bulge in your stomach, looking up at you.

"Yes."

"Do you want me to do something about it?"

You inhaled deeply before speaking, sighing loudly after.

"Yes please."

He shifts over to you, laying his head on your chest. He lifts his shirt up that you were wearing, resting his hand on your stomach. You sucked in slightly as his cold short fingers rubbed lightly all around your stomach.

"Kyliee, your mum is trying to sleep, and your not making things better for her."

You smile down at him as he talks to his child.

"Daddy's going to sing to you so maybe you and your mum can fall asleep, okay?"

You lay your head on the pillow, closing your eyes as you listen to Michael sing.

"Hello there, the baby in Mommy's tummy. The shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim, of darkness in the valley we can live like Jack and Sally if we want. Where you can always find me. And we'll have Halloween on Christmas. And in the night we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends. I miss you."

Right before you were about to fall asleep you hear Michael slur some words, him just about to fall asleep as well.

"I can't wait for you to come out so I can meet you, Kyliee. Daddy loves you so much."

You smile to yourself as he kisses your stomach, the three of you falling to sleep.