Catfish - Michael Clifford

Chapter Thirty One

A/N: OMG YOU GUYS! LAST WEEK THIS WAS AT 3K AND NOW ITS PAST 5K??? You are all amazing! And thank you so much for the votes and comments, they make me so  motivated! Anyway, only a couple chapters left! :( I don't want it to end, but I dont want to just drag it out of that makes sense? I'm gonna do an epilogue, which sort of has a potential for a sequel but idk. If it gets enough interest I'll do a sequel okay? 

Ivy walked into her flat at last. Jet lag was kicking her ass. She'd never really caught up with the jet lag when she'd first got to Australia,  and now she was back in England it was even worse. She found Nova napping on the sofa. Ivy cleared her throat in a weak attempt to wake up her sleeping flatmate. 

"Ivy?" She asked, rubbing her eyes. 

"In the flesh." Ivy laughed. 

"What are you doing here?" Nova asked her. 

It didn't take long for Ivy to get Nova up to speed about Michaels psycho mother.

"Well fuck." Nova said.

"Yeah you could say that."

"So wheres Michael?" Nova asked.

"Still in Australia,  hes at Lukes. They want to stay out there until Ash is better and then they'll come home." Ivy replied.

"Oh, are you guys okay?"

"I think so, I don't know. He kinda gave me mixed signals as I left, so who knows." Ivy sighed. 

"Call him and talk to him?" 

"I dont want to bother him,  I'll just let him get sorted and see what happens when he's back."

Michael's POV

"Everything is so fucked." Michael shouted, hitting his fist against the wall in anger. 

"Calm down Mikey, she probably just needs time." 

"I'm not suprised she ran away from me, I'm surprised she even came with me in the first place, Maybe it would have been better if she hadn't. At least she wouldn't have been scared off by my crazy past and psychotic mother. Ugh. Why does everything decent have to fuck up."

"Clifford, you need to calm down. We need to get ready to go and get Ashton from hospital and then we have to make a statement to the press. Worry about all of this after. The sooner we get all this sorted, the sooner you can get back to her and sort everything out." 

"I know man, I'm just so fucked off. Everything always screws up." Michael replied, grabbing his jacket and starting to head out the door after Luke. 

One Week Later
Ivy's POV

Ivy laid on the sofa and flicked through the channels, not finding anything that satisfied her boredom. Nova wasn't due back from work for another few hours so Ivy had to occupy herself. She'd sorted out with work and was going back in a couple of days, but until then she would just be trapped in her own mind, worrying about Michael and the rest of the boys. She had seen their statement about Ashton being on the mend, and out of hospital, but things had been quiet since then. 

She wanted to just cave and text Michael, or ring him but on the same hand she didnt want to bug him, and she didnt know where she stood with him. She'd seen a few tweets with new pictures of Michael, where he looked really upset, and she had to admit those had broken her heart. She knew she had to stay strong though, after all he'd not text her either. 

Ivy was disrupted from her thoughts by a knock at the door. 

"Nova I swear you always forget your keys, and how come you're back so soon, slacker." She shouted to the door as she walked up to it and started unlocking it.
She swung it open still laughing at her friends mistake. Only it wasn't Nova's eyes that met hers, it was a set of dazzling green eyes staring down at her with an open pizza box in his hand.

"Mikey!" She almost squealed. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Australia?"

"I'm done, I needed to see you. I've been going out of my mind worrying about how you are, and whats going on. I didn't even know if you want to still be with me, I was going to call you so many times, but I didn't want to bug you if you were done with me." Michael poured out his feelings too her. 

"Mikey, I could never be done with you, you mean too much to me. I was confused because your mum was awful too me, but you aren't her, and I love you. Now come in and give me pizza you sexy idiot." 

"You have to read it first." Michael laughed. 

She read the words quickly before giggling hystercially. Michael had written 'I hope this isn't too cheesy but I love you' on the inside of the box.

"You stole that from Tumblr didn't you?" She joked. 

"Yes, yes I did." He smirked, closing the box and stepping into the house. 

"Also why was there a peice missing?" 

"Because without you I am missing a peice of me."

"You got hungry and ate a bit on the way here didn't you?" 

"Yes, yes I did." He repeated. 

She laughed again, before taking the box from him and placing it on the kitchen counter. Ivy grabbed his hands and pulled him close to her, placing them on her hips. He tilted his head slightly down, leaning in to kiss her and she kissed him back with all the passion she had in her. She'd missed him a hell of a lot, even if it had only been a week. After a few minutes, she pulled away.

"What's up?" Michael asked, in a confused tone. 

"I don't want the pizza to go cold, and I know where this is leading." She told him, using her eyes to gesture to the very obvious boner that he was starting to get. 

"I really need to stop wearing skinny jeans. These become a problem." He blushed.

She opened the pizza box, smiling again at the message inside and grabbed a slice, passing one to Michael too. He scoffed the slice, before grabbing the box from the side with one hand and Ivys hand with his free one, leading her into the living room to the sofa. 

Once the pizza was gone, they snuggled up to each other on the sofa. They were in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Michael finally spoke.

"So here's a crazy idea, can we go public?"

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