5SOS Child Preferences

Away pt. 2 ≫ Michael

"So what happened next?" Allison asked, leaning forward the couch as she and her twin listen to your story.

"And then here I am. I had both of you, raised you on my own, and I'm happy." You told her, lying about the happy part. You were happy with your 16 year olds, don't get me wrong, but Michael's part in your heart is still missing.

"Happy?" Alex asked. "I hear you crying at night, mum." He told you. You were shocked. You thought no one in the household knew since you'd lock yourself alone in your room and there you'd release all that's hurting.

"I'm happy because I have you and Allie." You answered him.

"Where's our dad now?" Allison asked. She has always asked you the same question ever since she was young. It hurts you to see her jealous about her friends' dads. But you just can't go back to Michael. Perhaps, after you left you heard rumors about him getting hook-ups, drinking, everything you despised.

"I don't even know." You shortly replied. You never told them that their dad is the Michael Clifford of 5 Seconds of Summer. It scared you. There were hints, tho, the eyes, the lips, the complexion, they got from him. It's funny how the connection isn't broken, Alex listens to the band and purely enjoys it. He got the same taste as his dad. In fact, he reminded you so much of Michael.

"Stop being so selfish, mum!" Allison said, clearly pissed off. "For 16 years I never had a dad. I love you, you're enough for us but our dad is also something! You've done so much for us but, mum! I'm dying to know who my dad is!" She yelled, which you clearly understood since she has been waiting for this time that you'd tell them all about their dad.

"Michael-" You started.

"Clifford?" Alex continued. You looked up to his face in awe. You nodded slowly, "Somehow I knew it." He told you.

You sighed heavily, "You remind me so much of him." You told Alex and smiled a bit.

"That punk band guy is our dad?" Allison said in surprise. "I never imagined."

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You managed to keep their e-mails, however, that was the only way to reach Michael. You gave it your twins and let them send whatever they want.

Dear Mr. Clifford,

I'm Allison Clifford, (Y/N) Clifford's daughter, which I believe is your wife and that makes you my father. She managed to give us your surname but I never thought you'd be my dad. For over 16 years, I grew up without anyone to call my dad and mum was the only one we got. She raised us well, despite the fact that she had to do everything on her own. My brother, Alex, and I would want to meet you as soon as possible. We want to meet you as a person and as our dad. Please, we've waited a long time for this.

Yours Truly,

Allison Candace Clifford.