Call Me Crazy || Michael Clifford

13 || I'm Sorry

The party seemed to hit the same point it did the last time we were all over at Luke's. I was the only one awake and on my phone. Luke and Calum were asleep on either side of my with Ashton sleeping on Cal's legs and Michael was for sure asleep on Luke's. Our host's head rested on my shoulder with light snoring coming from Ash. This time Cal had situated himself on an actual pillow before he dosed off. Michael was snuggled into the duvet in between my legs and Luke's. It had been a while since I noticed everyone was already asleep and I was regretting it feeling my legs ache from the cramped space and not much activity.

Carefully I managed out of the middle of the bundle. There was slight stirring from the boys, but luckily they only got comfier and fell back into slumber. I looked over my friends with a smile.

My body landed on the cushions of the couch after doing a couple of laps around a small area of the room just to stretch my legs. In all honesty, I was glad to see a group of guys so close they weren't afraid to be doing anything like this around each other or anyone else. Well, I'm not sure if they really do it outside of the comfort of them all alone, but they were quick to show this side of themselves to me.

Luke had left a pillow and blanket from when he thought he was going to be sleeping on his couch earlier. Pulling the blanket over my body, I sat criss-cross on the couch slouching with the large piece of fabric covering my back and sides. The light of my phone screen illuminated my face as I scrolled through social media looking for anything to entertain me. It was late. There would most likely be close to nothing anyways, but there's always hope.

Over by the bed there was more shuffling. I glancing over to see Michael balling his body up on the bed. His face tucked into his knees, his toes curled in, and his arms raised to cover his head. I couldn't take my eyes off him. A soft groan sounded from him. Instantly my brows furrowed as his groans got a bit louder. I could hear his breathing begin to quicken and his legs began to kick out. I wasn't sure what to do.

I found myself rushing over to the bed. "Michael?" I whispered softly. My hand rested on his shoulder trying to see if he'd wake up.

He didn't.

His groans turned into whimpers as his legs whipped out below him messing up the comforter beneath him. "Michael?" I called out again, this time louder. Panicked, my hand shook his shoulder once, then twice, then three times getting a bit rougher each time. I didn't know what was happening. This was the best thing I could think of doing.

"Michael?!" I called out once more. I felt a lump in my throat begin to form out of fear. Nothing I did was working and I hate seeing anyone like this. Trying to keep calm, I gave myself deep breaths to try and level my frantic state. It only helped labor the tears as my voice leveled out a bit.

Before I knew it, his eyes shot open and he sat up quickly, his breathing labored and panicked. I tried to stay calm as best as I could seeing him like this. His attention shot to me and in that moment I felt a tear roll down my cheek hoping he didn't see it. "Just breathe," I told him, taking a few more deep breaths myself. Out of the dim light coming through Luke's basement window I saw the glinting light of water brimming his own eyes and even saw a couple slip from his waterline. He looked so hurt and freaked out. I still didn't know what to do.

"Bambi?" he finally said. His voice was laced with hurt. I nodded.

"Are you okay?" I asked leaning down to be more eye level with him. His hand lifted to grab onto my wrist. He nodded himself, tugging me a bit. I got the hint quickly, my arms wrapped around him in a hug. His arms wrapped around my waist as I stood in front of him and his hold on me seemed very hesitant. Almost like he wanted to hold on tighter, but didn't quite exactly think I was okay with it. I took initiative, moving myself to sit beside him and squeezing tighter. Quickly, he responded by reciprocating my actions.