Don't Stop | Michael Clifford

Chapter 41

I wake up because I feel the bed shift as Michael crawls out of bed. I moan slightly, turning to look at him. He's trying to sneak away, walking backwards and I can't help but laugh slightly. "You do realize this is not a one night stand, right?" I laugh, my voice being hoarse. Michael looks up at me, realizing I'm awake.

"I know, to have a one night stand, you'll have to have sex," he laughs, standing up straight. "I was just going to the bathroom, I didn't want to wake you up."

"Well, you did," I tell him, turning so my front us facing him. "What time is it?"

"Around six, breakfast is in half an hour and then we have an interview. Thought I'd get a bit ready before waking you up, you seem like you could need the sleep." I nod, feeling my eyes closing again.

"Wake me in twenty," I mumble before I feel myself drift off to sleep.

Michael's POV

It was hard for me not to lay down and cuddle next to Eleanor again, just letting her sleep in my arms. She looks so innocent and cute when she sleeps, the only thing about it is that I can't see her eyes. I look at her one last time before I make my way to the toilet. I quickly shower, wishing Eleanor was in there with me. I feel so pathetic that everything I do, I just want her to be with me. I love her so crazy much, I don't know what I'll do if I ever lose her.

After showering and just making myself look somewhat decent, I see it's been 15 minutes since I got up, and Eleanor told me to wake her up in five minutes. I smile, lying down beside her. I was obvious that she was sleeping. I didn't try and pull her in to me, although I would love for her to be closer to me. I didn't want to wake her. I was really glad I got to spend my birthday with her, I could only hope for that she would be there for my 23rd, and so on. I'm pretty sure I would never be able to love someone as her.

After about five minutes, I slightly shake Eleanor, her groaning as she tries and push my arms away. "Noooo," she moans.

"El, you have to get up," I say, wrapping my arms around her small waist, pulling her closer to me. Might as well enjoy thirty seconds with her in my arms. She nuzzles herself closer to me, and I kiss her forehead. "Get up babe," I tell her as I sit up, forcing her to sit up as well.

"Mmkay," she mumbles, leaning forward, resting her elbows on her legs. "Get me some clothing, would you?" I nod, kissing her temple before I make my way to her suitcase. I had no sense in fashion, so I just grab a pair of black jeans and a sweater that said 'wilder than you think'. "I need a bra too." I turn to look at Eleanor as she raises her eyebrows at me. I sink the lump in my throat, was she seriously asking me to pick out underwear for her?

"O-okay," I stammer, feeling my cheeks heat up. I bite my lip as I try not to imagine taking it off of her again, and just quickly grab the first bra I see, throwing it to her. I look away, biting my lip as I see her start to take off her shirt. I mean, I had to be careful not to get hard.

"Michael," Eleanor says as I feel her hands on my waist. I turn around, seeing she was fully dressed. "You okay?"

"You were basically stripping just before. I was just looking away, so..."

"So you wouldn't get hard?" she laughs, and I nod, feeling my cheeks heat up. She tiptoes as she presses her lips to mine, and I grab her hips to pull her closer. "Let's go downstairs." I nod as I grab her hand as we make our way downstairs. The others were already in the living room, Maddie sleeping in Luke's arms, her once again wearing his shirt as he was shirtless. Like seriously, after they started dating, Luke has been shirtless 70 percent of the time, the other 30 being where he was in public.