Close As Strangers // michael clifford

Two

And every night that we spent alone, it kills thinking of you on your own. And I wish I was back home next to you.

Two months earlier

"Bye guys! I'll see you all later," I waved goodbye to three of my best friends. My boyfriend, Michael, stayed. I waited for Calum, Luke and Ashton to get in their car before I shut the door. Michael came up behind me, hugging me and resting his chin on my shoulder. I smiled and turned around to face him, his smile was even bigger than mine. He looks at me, "Hey."

"Hey there," I laugh.

"So, I guess it's just us now," Michael says this so awkwardly it makes me feel awkward.

I nod, "Um, I guess so."

Michael smiles and leads me to my room by the hand.

"Why are you taking me to my room Michael," I question him.

He turns his head back slightly and I see a faint smirk and just keep walking behind him.

He reaches my bedroom door and opens it before laying me down on the bed before I get under the blankets. Michael grabs my television remote and joins me on the bed and under the covers. I look at him and he pulls me close to him, he makes me feel safe. I love it.

That night I fall asleep with my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me, one of my legs over him.

Present Day

I woke up missing Michael. I haven't missed someone this much, it's been seven weeks and I feel like my hearts been broken into a billion pieces.. I hate feeling this way, I need to feel Michael's arms around me again. I need to feel him smile against my cheek. I need him..