17th of November, 2048
Michael
Everything was white. All I remember was going head first into a black van and then... White.
Looking around, I noted that I looked like me old self. My teen self... But with my natural hair colour.
"Took your damn time." A sweet voice came from behind me. My eyes landed on Harley.
Running to her I held her close, smiling wide.
"We're together again angel....."
"Mikey.. We we're never apart... I've always been with you."
"Oh shush and kiss me woman!"
And with that our lips connected after what felt like centuries.
And i was finally happy with my beautiful wife again.
••bam end. Yes this is like the ending of Rags To Riches. But it's different. In a way.... So yeah. Thanks for reading. Next chapter will be another link to the song, and just a few last note••
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Terrible Things • Michael Clifford [ short story ] » Completed «
Historia CortaA short Michael Clifford story based on Mayday Parade's song, Terrible things. Warning: I cried while imagining what's gonna happened in this, so I apologise if you cry. © 2014 _Lashton_5sos____ All rights reserved **I dot own anything in this book...
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