Givemeabreak Stories

You wrote a scene at 2AM: Michael Clifford at a gas station, bleeding, barefoot, asking for help. Just a little fic. Just a "what if?" But then the bruises show up. The rain. The voice. Now your doc won't delete, and Michael's looking straight through the screen. You wanted him to notice you. He did. Prompt: Whatever is written comes true. #GiveMeABreakContest 📝 A/N: lolol i literally just found out about this contest today and blacked out long enough to throw this cursed little entry together. it's chaotic, glitchy, unedited, and deeply Wattpad-coded-but it's mine. not my most polished work, but I had too much fun writing it. if Michael's do end up reading this somehow... sorry babe, you're hot and I like reading/writing 😭😭no worries! still on track for ch.63 of godly things (if any of my readers find this), and y'all ngl, i'm kinda nervous hahaha

It wasn't supposed to start like this... or end. (A GMAB! inspired Mawsten fic)

I'd always dreamed of meeting the perfect guy. My Knight in Shinning Armor. -Sigh- ... Not! You wish! I hate guys. I absolutely despise them. They're rude, sexist, and they think that they're God's gift to women. Before you start assuming things, no. I'm not a lesbian. I suppose that I'm biased, based on the fact that my heart was broken when I was just 13 years old. But no other guy ever came along proving that all guys weren't jerks. Of course, I know that all guys aren't jerks. Don't get me wrong. It just seems like all the good guys are taken, and even if they weren't, I still wouldn't risk the heart break. My dad is the only one I know that isn't a complete nitwit. And of course my best friend, James, who happens to be going out with my other best friend, Lulu. I'm stuck in a sea of romance, and happiness, and I'm just fine with that... That is until I met my Knight in Shinning Armor.

When there are a thousand versions of you, how do you know which one is real? Is any of them? A thousand stories, a thousand realities, written by people who don't even know you. The louder the world screamed his name, the less it sounded like his own. Prompt: Whatever is written becomes true the next day. Every word written about Michael online affects the reality he's living in. Making every line blurry. Suddenly Michael isn't sure if his song is real or just something he wrote. All he needs to find back to himself is Awsten, but is he made up too? ♡ㅤ♡ㅤ♡ My entry to the Michael Clifford x Waterparks Fanfic Contest for the Give Me A Break song and video. I was so excited to dive back into this fandom, I grew up with it and this was such a fun trip down memory lane. Enjoy the short story!

Title: Break the Script Genre: Surreal Fiction, Psychological Thriller, Meta Fanfic Fandom: Michael Clifford Word Count: 2561 words Prompt Inspiration: "Whatever is written comes true the next day." Inspired by: "Give Me a Break" music video Story Description: Michael Clifford just wanted a break. A quiet house, a dusty studio, and zero expectations. But when he discovers a mysterious leather-bound notebook with one rule-"Whatever is written comes true the next day"-his reality spirals into absurdity. Anime clones. Rapping turtles. Dimensional fridges. At first, it's chaos he can laugh at. Until the notebook turns against him. Until the writing isn't his anymore. Until he starts forgetting who he is. With help from an unexpected ally (a caped Awsten Knight), Michael must outwrite the very story that's trying to erase him. Because when you're not the author anymore... you're just another character.

✍️ I wrote a fanfic about Michael Clifford disappearing... and then he did. Now he's stuck inside my screen, whispering from the glass. I thought he loved me-but I made him, didn't I? Whatever I write comes true. So why won't he let me stop? Inspired by the give me a break! music video. 🔮 Prompt: "Whatever is written comes true the next day." #GiveMeABreakContest #WattpadPrize #MichaelClifford!!!

Don't know how to describe this but then I promise you gonna love it..set back and enjoy it... THANK YOU

Is it fan service or is it self-service? Who's to say? #GiveMeABreakContest - "...and suddenly they-" prompt

Michael is stuck in a timeloop and needs to find a way to get out of it or else he'll keep dying in brutal ways for all eternity

~ In which....~ A coffee order gone wrong brings two (un)determined fates together, for the better or the worse... or The two who think they're in control really, really aren't...

My Entry for the #GiveMeABreakContest. Prompt: Killers to... (killers)? Assassin Awsten Knight hides in plain sight-under neon lights and screaming fans. But when his newest mark, Michael Clifford, makes his pulse race for all the wrong reasons. Sometimes, the deadliest thing you can do... is fall in love.

Michael had to die. It was nothing personal, in fact it was nothing more than business. ((MICHAEL X AWSTEN)) ((Killers to...))

my entry to the give me a break fanfic contest! prompt: "...and suddenly they-" Awsten has been pissing Michael off for weeks. Michael decides to confront him at work, and something very unexpected happens.

so anything between random fanfics that are half finished to smut, it's all here

y/n writes a fanfiction, only for the events to began happening in real life

What started as a cute chance encounter at a coffee shop ended up being something else entirely. #GiveMeABreakContest - scene(s) from a coffee shop AU prompt

It's a rather long story and neither one of them is willing to tell it, hence it falls upon me to tell you how she realised how she felt, and he became a table football legend.

One shot comedy story for the 'give me a break contest' with the prompt 'whatever is written comes true the next day'. Y/N is a tired, overworked barista, florist, bookkeeper with a need for a diversion. And what better way to do that than write fan fiction? What she didn't expect, was that her story would come to life. © reidsthunder 2025

Story submitted for #givemeabreakcontest coming out of retirement because of that song. You can find more of my stories on Tumblr!