10. Michael Imagine for Katie!

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I walk through the door humming the tune to Wake Me Up by Aviici. I quickly run up to the bathroom to make sure I'm still presentable for when I see Michael. Looking in the mirror I see my hair had been ruined and it was in my lip gloss. Straighten out my long blonde hair, whilst fixing my makeup by adding some powder and a little bit more lip gloss. 

I unlock the bathroom door and slowly open it, I walk to Micheal's bedroom door then run in quickly jumping on to him, causing us both to fall over. For a moment we were layed down staring into each others eyes myself gazing into his green eyes, him gazing into my blue-green eyes. 

"Hey" I whispered not breaking the eye contact.

"Hey" Michael laughed leaning in and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before getting up and walking over to his bed, sitting down and turning on his xbox.

"Mikey?" I asked confused on why he did not help me or kiss me on the lips.

"Yes?" he questioned.

"Why did you kiss me on the cheek?"

"I don't know, why are you even here?" He scoffed.

"Excuse me? I haven't seen you in months and this is how you're going to treat me?" I spoke while standing up.

"We skyped. We talked. Is that not enough?"  

"Are you joking right now?"  I began to speak but it only coming out with a tear and a slight cough.

"No. I'm not. Can you leave? I don't know why you're here in the first place, I didn't ask you to come over." Michaal stated as he turned his xbox off focusing on the conversation.

"You're such an ass, I honestly don't know why I'm here either." I muffled through the few tears.

"You're here because you're an obsessive freak! Can you leave me alone from now on? Just leave I don't want you here. I do not want you!" He scermed making me jump at his sudden out burst.

"Sorry, I'll leave then. I'm guessing we're over?" 

" Yes, we are, now get out." I turned around and ran through the house with hot steamy tears pouring down my face. After running for quiet a while I found myself in front of my house, I slowly opened the door hoping no one would hear. I tip-toed up to my bedroom, I leaned my back against the door slowly falling down letting the tears flow free I layed down on the floor and cried for hours before I decided to do something productive I took out a book I was currently reading and read for about an hour calming myself down.

Although It still hurt I had to be strong and face it that he did not love me anymore. So i started packing the items he had left at my house, I didn't realize how upset I really was until my tears started dripping onto the shirt he left here earlier back in our relationship.

At nine O'clock I heard a knock at my front door, some speaking, then someone walking through my door. Not bothering to look up I muddle "Go away!" and through a teddy bear Michael gave me from London. Hoping the strange person would leave I snuggled back into my blankets and gripped Micheal's shirt I had been cuddling . Minutes had passed and their was still no signal that this person was going to leave.

Flipping around I see a tear stained Michael holding pizza and a bouquet of roses. Does he think he can come here like that and I'll forgive him? No it's not the easy.

"Just leave. Haven't you caused enough pain for one day?" I torted.

"Princess, I'm so sorry, I'm jet legged and tired. Please Katie, I need you. Please baby." Michael pleaded.

" You think you can come here with flowers and pizza and I'll forgive you? You hurt me." I spoke with anger in my voice. 

"I'm so sorry. Please, one more chance? I know I'm an ass. I don't want to lose you. You're my everything and I promise from here on I will do everything I can to make you happy. You're all I care about. I need you." Michael muffled letting a few tears fall down.

I slowly got up and walked over to him, taking the roses and pizza I placed them on my desk. I gently placed my hands on both sides of his face, pulling him down and leaning up towards hi tall figure that towered mine. Kissing his lips slowly and passionately, him kissing back like I was the most fragile thing in the entire world. Pulling away I spoke..

"I hate you Clifford."

       

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