envelope (michael clifford au) [COMPLETED]

✉ letter number seven ✉

(a/n longer chapter and only 3 chapters left of the story!)

michael was sad. and lonely. and he didn't know what to do.

it was the night before christmas eve and his roommates were both out with their significant others, meanwhile michael's insides were practically eating him alive. so he decided to open the last letter (besides the open on christmas eve one) because what else was a boy supposed to do? plus, the letter happened to be the "open when you're lonely" letter. convenient.

michael, 

don't you dare be lonely. you may be alone right now, and that's fine but don't be lonely. go to a friend's house, phone your mum, watch porn.

sorry, maybe not the last one. but the point is that if you want to be with people, be with them, you're the only one holding you back.

i love you.

michael sighed, the letter was right. so he went to zoe's house, yet again. after their little sleepover the other night, zoe had been acting a bit odd, but michael decided it was still okay to go over.

when he got to her apartment, he didn't even knock, he just came in. zoe was sitting on the couch snuggled up in a bunch of blankets and michael thought she looked adorable.

"hello?" zoe sniffled, she was obviously ill.

"aw," michael laughed. he sat down on the couch next to her and rubbed her back slowly. "is zozo sick again?" 

"yes," zoe frowned. she seemed to always be sick this time of year. "what's up mike? why are you here?"

michael shrugged as zoe moved so her head was in michael's lap. "the letter told me to go to a friend's house."

"ah, the letters. why did you open one on this fine evening?" zoe reached for a tissue and blew her nose. normally michael found snot and sick people gross, but he could tolerate it because zoe was his best friend.

"i was lonely. i miss katie."

zoe sighed and sat up. she felt like it was all katie all the time. it was all michael wanted to talk about. "i don't understand why you're so obsessed with her."

"because zoe, i liked her a lot and she didn't fucking like me back. do you know how much that hurts?"

zoe walked to the kitchen to make herself another cup of tea. "yes, michael. i know how much it hurts." 

the two looked at each other for a moment before zoe broke the contact and grabbed her tea, returning to the living room and plopping down on the couch. she was sick and upset that michael was such a fucktard. as soon as he sat down next to her, she scooted away. that didn't sit well with michael.

"did i do something wrong, zoe? because i don't understand what's so bad about being upset that the one person i need left me!" michael yelled.

ouch, zoe thought. the only person he needed?

"answer my question, dammit!" micahel said, grabbing zoe's wrist.

"if you honestly think that katie is what you need, you're even more of an idiot than i thought." zoe shrugged michael's hand away. she stood up and walked towards the door, michael following. 

"i'm not stupid, zoe. i just miss her."

"i understand, but you're oblivious to everything, mikey, and there's only so much of your whining about katie that i can take. i think you should go."

michael furrowed his brows, angry that zoe was angry at him. he walked home quickly and got a little tipsy before going to bed. meanwhile zoe sank into the couch, feeling shitty and not just because she was sick, but because michael made it pretty clear he didn't care about her.

(a/n shitty fight haha idk anymore peace i'm out) ps i love the song to the side okay alright

pS i have a new story (well like 100) but u should check it out