Don't Stop | Michael Clifford

Chapter 22

It had been a few days since I had talked to Maddie. I've wanted to try and call her, but even if she finds the time to answer me, I don't know what to say. Sorry I told you the truth and that you didn't believe me? No, I couldn't say that. And I couldn't possibly admit that she was right, she did mean a lot to me, but I know I would piss myself off by saying something like that. Plus, what Michael said with her realizing what I mean to her, and if she doesn't, it's not worth it, then she had chosen Jack over me.

Speaking of Michael, he'd been staying with me for the last few days, only having short conversations with the boys about me going through a pretty rough time that I did not want everybody to know about, so he'd be gone for a few days. We didn't even leave my apartment. We just stayed there, cuddled in blankets, watching movies (mostly chick flicks that Michael eventually confessed that he liked) and playing games. "So, what should we do now? I mean, we slept until 1 pm." I ask as the lights suddenly shuts off. It was nearly 11 o'clock so there weren't many lights.

"Try and figure out what the hell just happened," Michael says as he stands up from his spot on the couch as he makes his way to the window. "Seems like we're not the only ones with lights off, seems like the whole block." I make my way over, taking careful steps because I had a hard time seeing if I would step on anything but eventually gets beside Michael as I take a hold of his arm, simply because I wanted to feel the heat of his skin.

"I don't think it's coming back for a while," I tell him, not much louder than a whisper. He turns to me, kissing my forehead, then studying my face.

"Where do you have candles?" he asks, a sly smile on his lips.

"Upstairs. Why?"

"Just get some. A lot, actually and come down with them," he says as he walks away to the couch. I do as he says, grabbing my phone for a flashlight as I make my way upstairs. I had almost a whole closet filled with candles, one weekend where it had been seriously snowing this winter, Darren, Maddie and I had been sitting the whole time making candles, and I just also simply loved the idea of candles. I take one of the boxes I have as I make my way downstairs, where suddenly Michael comes up. He has a blanket swung over his arm as he motions for me to follow him. So I'm supposed to follow him through my own home? I smile as I follow him, he seemed to be way better at figuring out the dark than me and opens the door to a big room. The room was like a bedroom, but I hadn't done much to it, so there was a big empty space in the middle of the floor. If you looked up, it almost had like a night vision. Michael folds out the blanket as he grabs the box of candles, setting them around the blanket as he lids them. I smile, seeing as the candles glows up the whole room, almost. Michael sits down on one side of the blanket and I take that as I have to sit beside him.

"I like the idea of spending the night like this," I slightly laugh as I lie down on my back, Michael lying down again, his hand finding mine as we have a mini-war between our fingers. He then just intertwines our fingers, bringing my hand up to kiss my knuckles. How could I possibly be so lucky to find him? I mean, he was the best boyfriend anyone could ever imagine of having, and he was mine. We had been dating for about a month or so, something I honestly didn't think we would. Of course I didn't like the idea of us breaking up fast, but I thought that even though we had fun and all, that I wouldn't be ready at all to go in this relationship. But he somehow made me forget all that has happened to me, when I'm with him, it's only him and me. I smile as I think of their song, I can't remember which one it is, but they sang something with "When I'm with you, I'm never alone." (A/N: js, I do know where it's from, it's just her, she's slowly getting to know their music)

"Me too," Michael slightly whispers as he looks into my eyes with so much passion that I start to wonder if James ever really loved me. I know it was weird for me to think of him when I'm lying here with my present boyfriend, but I never saw him look at me with so much passion that Michael did just after one month of being in relationship.