I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford

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*2 months later; Sammy- 24 weeks and 4 days, Bree- 26 weeks and 5 days*

Michael;

Since we were in Boston and things went downhill, nothing has been the same between Bree and I. She has been staying in hotel rooms with Luke, Declan would take turns staying with me and them and she's been just straight up avoiding me and it's getting fans riled up because she would be walking with Luke and not me.

What irks me is that she asks Sammy, Luke or Calum to go with her to the ultrasounds and doctor appointments and not me and then when they're back from those, she asks them to tell me about MY baby and how it's doing. Hell, she won't even tell me herself and it's upsetting me so much.

I have tried to talk with her but every time I do try, she finds any kind of excuse to go do something else and avoid me. Calum has told me to give her time but it's been two months, Ashton and Sammy are okay; why can't we be okay? I just want my relationship with her to be back to normal, I miss her and the night cuddles and the sex, her hugs and her soft kisses. I miss making her laugh and smile, and I'm scared I might lose her, again.

So today, since we're in Tampa and we have a day off until tomorrow, I'm going to take her out for dinner and I'm not taking no for an answer.

"So what you're asking me is to ask Bree on a so called date and bring her to Ulele's at quarter to 7?" Calum asks and I nod eagerly, "Do you know how pissed she's gonna be at me?"

"C'mon! She can't stay mad at you for long dude, pleeaaassee!" I beg, pouting my lip a bit.

"Fine." Cal rolls his eyes and I hug him instantly, "You owe me, pal."

"Okay, I'll make the reservation now and then I'll go try talk to her. If things go badly, can you then jump in and talk with her then ask her on that date?" I ask and Calum waves me off, basically agreeing.

**

I knock on Luke and Bree's hotel room three times and stand back a little, waiting for one of them to answer. The door opens and Luke appears, he raises an eyebrow comes outside, leaving to door open a bit.

"Yes?" Luke questions, crossing his arms.

"I want to talk with Bree." I say, pushing my hands into my jean pockets, looking him in the eyes.

"What makes you think she wants to talk to you?" He snaps, raising a brow.

"I want to make things right and better between us, please." I say softly, blinking a few times.

"Fine, I'll give you 10 minutes. I'll be out here." He pushed the door open, letting me through.

I walk in and look around, she's in the washroom so I plant my bum on one of the chairs by the table and wait impatiently, my leg bouncing as a bad habit.

"Luke, I was thinking we could take-" She comes out, stopping in her tracks when she sees me, "What're you doing here?"

Oh my god, she's glowing and even though I see her everyday, I'm finally seeing her baby bump up close. I stand up immediately and smile sadly, pushing my hands in my pockets again.

"Hey, B. You look... beautiful as always." I compliment.

"Answer me. What're you doing here?" She snaps, and I slump my shoulders.

"I wanted to come and apologize for everything, to make things right between us...." I start, "Can we sit down?"

She hesitates but comes to sit down with me nonetheless, I thank god that she's agreed.