DM's || Michael Clifford (Completed)

18. LA

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"Okay, has everyone got their tickets?" Ashton asked as you all headed through the airport towards the waiting area. "We should be boarding soon."

"Yeah, I've got mine and y/n's." Michael said making you look at him and smile. You were literally mentally shooting yourself because you thought you forgot your ticket. But then again, you don't remember being given a plane ticket. This was all new to you anyway. You'd never been out of England so you'd never been on a plane. But you weren't excited, you were nervous. You all sat down in the waiting area and silence crept over you all. You began to tap your foot on the ground without realising you were doing it. It was a nervous habit. After a while Michael put his hand on your knee. You looked at him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you but can you stop tapping your foot? It's really annoying." He asked and you did as he said for about 2 minutes. You started to tap your foot again without realising but your nerves were getting too much for you. And apparently for Michael too.

"Will you fucking stop?" He asked agressively making you jump. You wanted to get up and move, you just didn't know what to do. You didn't want to deal with Michael being angry at you when your mind was full of ways the plane could drop out of the sky and kill you all.

"Michael, will you give the girl a break? She's obviously never been on a plane before." Calum asked from beside you and he put his hand on your arm and leaned forward. "Are you alright y/n?"

You nodded at him before getting up and walking over to the massive window and staring out. After a few minutes of daydreaming you felt a hand on your back. When you turned you saw Michael.

"Babe, we've been called. Are you coming?" He asked softly. You nodded and opened your mouth slightly letting a barely audible 'yeah' escape. You handed your ticket to the hostess and boarded the plane. You followed Michael and the boys and Calum stayed back with you. He sent you a reasuring smile every now and then. It made you feel a bit better that the boys had been on a plane so many times they'd probably lost count and nothing drastic has ever happened, but you couldn't fight the paranoia in the back of your mind. You sat by the window and next to Michael. You were told to buckle up. Michael put his head phones on and laid back and closed his eyes making you feel so much worse. You didn't feel like you could do it. You began to get sweaty and hot. You tried to fan yourself but you ended up breathing heavily. You didn't want to be on that plane. As the air hostess buckled up herself you began to feel sick. You started to shake and you felt teary. As the plane began to move you started to cry. You just didn't know what to do. You were having a panic attack and you couldn't get off the plane. You heard Michaels soft voice from beside you.

"Y/n," He said and you turned to him. As soon as your eyes met his he pressed his lips on to yours. You closed your eyes as you felt the rest of the world fade away. After about 10 seconds you felt a weird feeling in your stomach, but it only lasted a second. You pulled yourself away from him and looked at him. He smirked at you.

"I didn't know you were that nervous." He stated, you just stared at him. How the hell did he do that?

"I knew that i needed to distract you, and you were having a panic attack so i had to get you to hold your breath. You held your breath when we kissed." He explained making you smile.

"Who knew you were so smart, ay?" Ashton asked from the other side of the plane. Michael looked at him and by the way Ashton laughed you could tell that Michael told him to fuck off with a glare. Michael looked back at you and smiled.