My first- A Michael Clifford Fan Fiction

Chapter 1

"Silence. Utter and complete silence accompanied by an all consuming darkness was all that surrounded, was all that consumed me. The suffocation I felt in my chest only grew tighter as my eyes searched the endless darkness. That was my life. A disconnected path that lead me to only the deepest and darkest of places; it lead me to my worst fear, you. I feared such a great love because I knew the higher I rose, the farther I'd have to fall. It never was an option. People like me just don't fall in love and I hope one day you will understand that I'm not good for you." Thats all the letter said. This tiny paper that laid crumbled in my hands was all I had left of him, of Michael.

Our relationship wasn't perfect, in fact, I questioned if it was worth it sometimes. He made it hell to love him, but damn did he make it worth it when he held you in his arms and whispered sweet things into your ear. The memory of when I saw him for the first time makes my heart race. It was at Montgomery High School.

I was a shy, and he the rebellious senior who's hair color changed more often than my study schedule. It wasn't just him the school marveled over, he had three other friends that would soon become my own.

Ashton was the most normal of them all I guess you could say. He was the only one that seemed to give a shit about his future, but he also had no trouble keeping up with Michael. Calum always kept a smile on his face, I always guessed it was because his eyes were always on some girls butt. Luke was tall and awkward and he had a lip ring accompanied with a smile that made you want to do something rebellious. None of them though, could compare to how Michael looked that day. His outfit was obviously put together with no effort, but he still looked damn good in it. His eyes had a glow that seemed to dim throughout the day. That was the first thing I noticed about him, but I'm sure he didn't even realize who I was until half a year later.