DM's || Michael Clifford (Completed)

5. Months.

A/N- were going to skip a few months, as I don't want to dwell on the boring sad parts, so let's move on. Vote/comment. Xxxx

It's been 3 months and you're moving on. Sebastian didn't make it. He died 2 months ago. His death changed your whole family. Not just you individually but the family as a whole. You barely interact with each other any more. You don't do things together. You just get on with stuff that you have to do. You miss talking to Michael. But then again you miss talking to Sebastian. So many times when it got bad you just wanted to call Michael. But you couldn't bring yourself to do it. He was your only friend and yet you loved him too much to make your burden his. It was coming round to your birthday in a few days. And you were seeing 5sos. You were actually getting to see Michael. Little did Michael know that your dad had brought you meet and greet tickets after you stopped talking. Before Sebastian died. You felt like everything was a mess but all you did was try keep it together to keep the family together. If one of you lose it then you all lose it. You felt like you were going to be the one to snap first but you also had a feeling that Elliot was going to. He didn't speak to you anymore. If you spoke to him he would just ignore you. And that hurt. It was like you'd lost them both.

You were walking down the attic stairs when you bumped into Elliot.

"Ell?" You asked and he didn't look at you, he just carried on walking to his room.

"Elliot, please." You begged. You just wanted to hear his voice. He stopped but he didn't turn around.

"I miss you." You told him but he put his head down and walked into his bedroom. You fought back the tears as you headed down the second set of stairs. You heard talking in the living room and you got curious. You walked in to find your mum and dad talking to Jacob.

"Ah, y/n. Jacob just popped round to see how you were seeing as you haven't been at college in a while." Your mum said sweetly. She always like Jacob.

"Get out." You stated. And Jacob pretended to look shocked. Your parents looked astonished.

"Y/n." Your dad said but you shook your head.

"No. Listen to me." You snapped as you finally let the tears fall. "You cannot come into our house and pretend to be there for me, for any of us. We don't need you. I don't need you. So just get out!"

Jacob stood up and walked over to you. He wrapped his arms around you and for some reason you didn't stop him. It was more of a need to be held. Because no one had held you in such a long time and you needed to be held so badly you'd let anyone hold you. Even the one person you manage to hate. You sobbed into his chest and you noticed he actually smelt nice.

"Why don't you two go upstairs and talk." Your mum suggested. You shook your head.

"I don't want to. I want you to go." You said, more to Jacob than anyone. But he lead you upstairs anyway. When you entered your room you felt Jacobs grip on your wrist tighten.

"Ow, Jacob get off me that hurts." You squealed. He only closed the door and shoved you against it.

"You're pathetic you know that?" He asked, you felt confused. This was exactly why you didn't want him here.

"Get off me." You snapped before he pressed his body against yours.

"Sorry sweetheart, but seeing you upset has really got me going." He pointed out as you noticed what he meant. He was pressed against your body, it wasn't like you couldn't feel what he was going on about. You shook your head.

"Don't you dare even try.." You growled.

"Oh baby, I love it when you talk like that." Jacob teased making you cringe. He grabbed you by the hair and pulled your head to the side so he could attack your neck. You screamed and shouted as he bit and sucked at your neck. You tried to push him off but he was a lot stronger than you. After a while he dragged you to your bed and chucked you on it. But before he could get any further Elliot rushed into your room. You felt a sense of relief.

"What the fuck are you doing to my little sister?" He shouted before he lunged for Jacob. Elliot tackled Jacob to the floor before laying into him. He threw 4 swift punches to his face before you grabbed Elliot's arm and held it back. Elliot looked at you with wonder.

"Please, no more!" You whispered and Elliot nodded as he caught back his breath. He got up off Jacob who laid on the floor groaning. Elliot took you by surprise when he hugged you. But you felt safe, you felt right again. You hugged Elliot back and you don't know how long you were there but it was long enough for Jacob to exit the house without being noticed. When you and Elliot pulled away from each other you smiled at each other. Both were genuine smiles. Something neither of you had done in a long while.

"Will you sing me a song?" Elliot asked. You nodded as you picked up your guitar and sat on your bed. Elliot laid down and stared at the posters on your ceiling.

"What song would you like me to sing?" You asked.

"How To Save A Life by The Fray." He said and you frowned. This was a sad song and you doubt you'd be able to sing it all the way through without crying. But you decided to give it a shot.

"Step one, you say, "we need to talk."
He walks, you say, "sit down. It's just a talk."
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defence
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you told him all along
Pray to god, he hears you
And I pray to god, he hears you.

And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all nigh-" you had to stop as you began to cry. Elliot sat up and looked at you.

"I love you okay? Don't forget that." Elliot told you as he got up. You smiled at him.

"And I love you." You replied as he left the room. Your phone began to ring and you looked at the screen.

Michael Angelo 🐢 is calling you.

"Michael?" You asked but it wasn't Michael on the other end.

"Y/n," Ashton said. You sighed.

"What's up Ashton? What have I done wrong now?" You asked, really not in the mood for this.

"I'm sorry but Michaels moved on." Ashton told you.

"Michael and I stopped talking months ago for your sake. So I don't know why you're telling me this." You snapped.

"He's found a girl." Ashton stated. You were so confused.

"Okay you're ringing me up on Michaels phone just to rub it in my face that Michaels met another girl after you wouldn't let him talk to me because he got distracted? How low can you get?" You asked but Ashton sighed.

"That's not what this is. He didn't stop talking to you because we made him, he stopped talking to you because he met this girl." Ashton explained. Your heart sank, why didn't he just tell you the truth?

"Y/n?" Michael asked after a moments silence.

"Oh I see Ashton's given you your phone back now." You snapped.

"Why didn't you tell me about your brother?" Michael asked.

"Why didn't you tell me about your girlfriend?" You asked.

"I didn't want to hurt you." He answered.

"Well you did Michael. Because I don't know why, but I feel hurt and I know that I shouldn't. We were just friends and I needed you." You told him as your voice broke.

"I didn't know you needed me. I thought you had other friends." Michael excused himself.

"I told you Michael. I don't have friends. And this is exactly why." You said before you wiped away the tears that were falling down your cheeks.

"I'm sorry." Michael apologised.

"Don't be michael. I'll see you next week." You told him before you hung up.

But Michael didn't think you'd literally see him next week.