groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• twenty - seven •

long update ily 💘 also unedited so typos oOpS

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For the past 2 weeks me and Michael have been spending so much time together. we haven't left each other's side. literally except maybe to shower or use the bathroom but that is literally it.

He has 8 days left and we're trying our hardest to make the days count.

And also, I got a phone call from the L.A.P.D. about Andrew. the blood on him was cat blood and his blood. they said he stabbed his parents cat numerous times and then stabbed himself. he's currently back into a psychiatric facility where he belongs. he's supposed to be in there for 5 years to help cope with his mind set. crazy. literally.

"I feel like we should have like, a movie night." Michael said, slurping the straw of his soda. His eyes were fixed on the T.V and his hands were on a play station console controller. I was sitting on top of him, his arms wrapped around me and the controller sitting on my stomach.

"you've been playing video games for the past 6 hours and you want to watch movies now?" I giggled, making him make some weird noise that I had no idea where it came from.

"Mhhm." he said focusing on the game.

"well okay. but you have to get off your game for that." I turned my head slightly to look at him. he nodded, not even realizing what I was saying.

"are you listening to me?"

"What? oh, pizza." he said.

I started to laugh, moving off of him. He was seriously ignoring me. I bet I know what could get his eyes off of the game. I stood close to the t.v. but not really in front of it, so he could see both me AND the game.

I mentally high fives myself for wearing a pair of cute undergarments.

I slowly lifted the loose shirt off of the top half of me, throwing it to the ground. I still hadn't gotten his attention. I hooked my fingers in my shorts and tugged down, swaying my hips. I felt a bit flustered simply because I've never actually gotten undressed for him. yet. I pulled them down and let the drop to the floor, letting the button make a clink on the hard wood floor.

Michael glanced up at me and looked back at the screen before looking back at me letting his mouth open slightly. his eyes started to widen.

"what are you doing?" he asked lowly setting his controller down on the space next to him.

I didn't answer, I just let my ponytail down and let my hair flow down the spine of my back. I reached my hands behind me to grab the clasp of my bra.

"Stop it." he said, standing up. the gym shorts he had on we're a lot tighter on him now, his boner was very clear in sight. he moved closer to me and slowly pressed me against the wall. I felt my breathing become thicker.

he ran his hands down my sides and behind me, stopping at my ass. he moved his hands back up and towards my boobs. he grabbed them softly and squeezed. I sighed deeply.

"fuck." Michael said pressing himself against me. his boner poked just right above my low underwear. my hands were firmly on the wall behind me. Michael continued to massage my boobs, making me want him so much more. he attached his lips to mine, a bit forceful. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my hips closed to his. one hand continued to fondle me while the other grabbed the back on my thigh, raising it and making my leg wrap around him. I felt his item press against my area making me moan loudly. Michael bucked his hips forward, creating friction.

"Fuck." he repeated, moving his hips in circles. he started to suck on my neck, making a purple mark appear in several places across my neck.

I ran my hands up his shirt, taking it off of him. I reached behind me and went to unclasp my bra. it fell beside me, Michael stared at me and but his lip before leaving more kisses down the valley of my breasts.

"Hey Michael do y- oh my god okay i didn't see anything I'm leaving." I jumped, quickly grabbing my shirt from the floor and putting it over me. Ashton rushed out, his hands over his eyes. Michael let out a groan and picked his shirt up off of the floor.

"Well guess who's going to get punched in the throat for being a complete cockblock." Michael rolled his eyes, walking back to the couch and plopping down. I pulled my shorts up my legs and ran my hands over my face and then through my hair.

"I'm guessing ashton." I said, sitting next to him, bringing my legs up under me.

"Yes. I've never been so turned on. Like it was hurting. And then Ashton had to barge through and literally scare my boner away." He laid his head on the couch, sighing again. It was getting pretty intense.

"Sorry." I said, laughing a bit under my breath. I rubbed his chest before laying on it, "we still have 8 days Mikey. and if it doesn't happen, then we could wait till I see you again."

"6 months without sex or a single blowjob." he sighed, "I'm going to die!"

"It's not that bad Michael." I started to feel a bit insecure. I guess it was because Michael would be away for 6 months and I would be here, alone, not exactly knowing what he would be doing. He's a guy, he basically needs sex to comprehend. But I won't be able to give that to him when he wants. this sounds really bad. it shouldn't be about the sex, it should be about the relationship.

"Well maybe not." He sighed before looking at me. I was still pretty deep in thought, "what are you thinking about?" he asked, putting an arm around my shoulder.

"Your tour. How hard it's going to be here without you. How hard it's going to be for you." I sighed. But Michael is Michael, he loves it. Remember when we first met and he was like, a total ass? He sounded like one of those guys that just wanted you for one thing and then would leave you. but he doesn't really seem like that anymore. since he's been with me anyways. but the tour, there'd are going to be a lot of girls willing to give theirselves to him. would he take the offer?

there was one question in my mind that was racing through,

would Michael ever cheat on me?