Never Be ~A Michael Clifford Fanfic~

Chapter 6

Me and Michael had been together for so long. Next week it's been 9 months, like a whole pregnancy. We we're perfect togehter, even when we hated each other and were arguing, and of course when we kissed, and cuddled. At month 6 we fighted alot about silly things. My parents, harry, what movie to watch, where we should go on a date or even what me or he was wearing. I talked to El alot about my reletionship and she always told me it was so strange we hadn't had sex yet. Like sex, sex. I understood what she ment most cuples had sex not so long into their reletionships and me and Michael wans't so far away from one year and yet we haven't done it. We'd done some stuff like touching and kissing but he never showed he wanted something else and I felt happy with what we did for now. Yes we thought about it sometimes but every time anything was about to happen something always interupted. My parents, his unlce, our friends or phone calls. I guess the time wasn't right yet.

A few months ago he finally quitted to be with harry. And he seemed more happy now, not so nervouse or irritated. Finally it felt like he was himself around me, and I loved it. In about 2 months highschool was over for me and I was going to collage. Still I had no idea what I wanted to go to, but my parents thought I should go to New york and studdy there. I guess their plans were what I was going to do.

The clock was 7.50 and I headed out to the car. My lovely car. I was going to pick up Michael at his uncles house. I'd been there a few times during these months and a few weeks ago I finally got the answer on what was wrong with his uncle. Michael had told me his uncle martin had cancer and had battled it from a very young age. When he was only 3 years old he got the diagnos leukemia wich he battled for 6 years then he got healty for about 5 years and then he got testicle cancer. And from what the doctors had said he would live with it until the cancer won and killed him. He didn't knew how much time he had. It could be another day, a week, 2 months a year, no one knew.

I stopped outside his house honking the horn. He opened the door and walked out not looking to pleased. Something was wrong I could already tell. He had coloured his hair a lot during these months. First it got pink and I loved it on him. Then it got blond with black front and now it was green. He looked so good in it all I wanted to do was to play with it. But now all I could focus on was him and his sad expression. He locked the door putting the keys in his pocked in a big over sized hoodie. His hair were messier than usual and his eyes were red and swollen.

-Hey, what's wrong? I asked while he embraced me into a hug kissing my neck.

- It's Martin, last night he had got rushed to the hospital. The cancer has gotten worst and he doens't have to much time left. Bree, what will I do when he dies? This is his home and I can't afford to live by my own. My parents wont let me go live with them so the only thing I can do is go to Australia and live with my bandmates. His eyes watered with tears and they slipped down over his lids down his cheeks. I dried his cheeks with my hand hugging him. I could feel throught my whole body how week and alone he felt.

-Shhhh it's going to be okay. Maybe you could stay with me. I mean i'm going to collage soon and I can try to get an apartment. I said trying to comfort him. He sniffled into my neck.

-I don't know. He whispered hugging me even harder then he already did. It was like him hugging me would help against the pain he felt.

-What about we skip school today? I mean we're going to be late anyway. I said making him look at me. He nodded his head and we let go of each other. He put his seatbelt on and I did the same starting the car.

He took my hand squeezing it smiling at me.

-Thank you for being here for me. He said rubbing his thumb over my hand.

-No problem. I mean we're togehter so I feel like when you're sad i'm here for you and the other way around. After I said that I drove away. I stopped at a gas station to refil the car since it was almost empty. Then I drove to my childhood favourit place. Macy's Ice cream center. The inviorment were litterly pink, pink, pink, and a little white. In there you could pick throught over 100 different flavours and toppings and the best part it wasn't expensive at all. Michael just chuckled at me for my choise of place to go to but this was a place I felt happy. When I was younger and my cat died we went here and every sad thought just left my mind and I were in paradise. I loved it here.