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Mikey; we're good.

"Why are you even still here?"

"Well, I could ask you the same thing. You obviously don't love me enough, why did you ever pretend you cared?"

"I wasn't pretending, I still care, I still love you, Mikey, so I don't know what your problem is." You stood up. "If you can't trust me enough to believe what I say, then you are such a hypocrite." You grabbed your bag.

"Me? A hypocrite?! You hated it when you thought I was cheating on you and then you go and do the same!!" Mikey stands up and you walk to the door, opening it. He holds you back with a hand on your arm.

"Y/N...I'm just protective." You scowl and walk out, incredibly annoyed. He lets you go and you wipe your eyes. You have never been able to hold in your tears, particularly when it was anything to do with Michael. You loved him too much.

He thought you'd cheated on him. You, of course, hadn't but he wouldn't listen to you. You had once again let your temper get the better of you and got angry at Michael for no good reason.

So why would he think you were cheating on him?

You had an ex. Like all of them, they were annoying, frustrating and it was the type who still wanted you back, even though you had made it clear you weren't at all interested.

Anyway, you had came out of college the other day and your ex had been there; yep, you guessed it, he was waiting for you. You panicked and had pretended you didn't know he was there but he came after you. You ignored him but he took hold of your hands and turned you around before smashing his lips against yours. You didn't respond and pushed him away as soon as you could. Too late. Mikey had seen you.

You had run after him, horrified by what your ex had done. You tried to stop him but he was too strong for you. He ran away from you, leaving you furious and upset.

Mikey was never one for hanging around. If he wanted answers, he would get them as soon as he could. He had called you round to his the day after the kiss happened.

This was why you were arguing. You got angry for no good reason sometimes and this was one of those times. You hated shouting at Michael, hating shouting in general, but you had a really short temper.

You were still stood outside his door. You wanted to go back in so badly but Mikey was a bit like you; short temper. You knew he would just want to be alone.

You could feel the tears slipping down your cheeks. You walked away, hating yourself.

At twelve o' clock you still weren't asleep. You couldn't stop thinking about your argument with Michael. You literally hadn't stopped crying since you left his house.

Even though it was entering the early hours of the morning, you had to call him. You picked up your phone and unlocked it; you had left it on hoping he would text you. Funnily enough, he didn't answer. You left a voicemail saying this:

Hey, Mikey, I just wanted to say that I was a complete ass earlier. I love you, if I lost you, I would be completely wrecked. I must be a little bit crazy to be phoning you right now but...call me back when you get this anyway. Love you.

You sighed. You knew that one of the reasons you had even called Mikey was because, deep down, you had hoped he felt the same, that he was also awake. Turns out, not.

You supposed you couldn't blame him; a few months ago, you had thought that he had been hooking up with his ex. This wasn't happening but you had struggled a lot more with trust back then; you had to, if your dad had run away with your English teacher and lied about the whole thing the whole time.

Anyway, since then you had learned a lot of things. You loved Mikey with all your heart and couldn't bear to lose him. You heard your phone and nearly screamed. Yes, it was him!!!! He had called you back!!!!!

"Mikey I am so so so so so sorry I was being so stupid please don't hate me I love you, you are my whole life and-" You burble into the phone, hoping he'll forgive you.

"Look, I don't care what time it is, please just come round again. I can't stop thinking about him just...touching you...he played you when you were together and I don't want you to get hurt. I was angry at you for no reason earlier...it was really out of order. I was angry at him and took it out on you. Y/N, I'm so sorry. I know you wouldn't kiss him. I love you." You heard his voice saying such beautiful things and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Sorry, has Michael Gordon Clifford been issued a brain transplant? Don't worry, baby, I'm coming now. I love you, Mikey." You practically flew into your car, accelerating loads but not even caring; you no longer had to worry about your relationship. Mikey was yours and no one would ever take that away from you.

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You were both sat on the sofa, watching Carrie. You always got scared out of your wits about horror films but didn't really mind; it gave you a good excuse to cuddle Mikey. You buried your face into his chest when there was a gory bit and squealed when it frightened you. He would squeeze you and hold you close, kissing the top of your head. You grabbed handles of his t-shirt before he told you that the scary bit was over. You would hold on for a little longer, before facing the screen once more.

You woke up the next morning, realising that you were on Mikey's sofa. You had your hand on his chest and you could feel his slow, regular breathing. He obviously wasn't awake yet. You lay there until you felt him stir, about thirty minutes later.

You let him get his bearings before kissing him on the cheek.

"Hey."

"Hey, babe. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, thanks Mikey, I did. Did you?"

"Yeah. What do you wanna do today?"

"I wanna chill with you because you make me so happy. You are all I want and all I need. Thanks for being so amazing. Michael Gorgeous Clifford." You kissed him on the cheek again. "And I want to forget the whole ex because it sucks. I wouldn't ever cheat on you. So, we're good?" He squeezes you with his muscular arms.

"We're good."

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