Paralyzed (Clifford)
A/N: this is a Michael Clifford imagine about him being paralyzed…
It has been two months since Michael got home from the hospital… The morning the nurse called you to tell you the news you where just out with y/f/n getting a cup of coffee before you started your day.. you where heart broken..
“babe?” you hear Michael’s voice call out from the couch
“yes?”
“umm…do you think you can make me a bowl of cereal?”
you smiles at him “of course I can baby” you say you walk to the kitchen taking out the milk and cereal. You look up at the bowls seeing they are way up high, to high for you to reach.
“Michal can you get this for m-…” you stop yourself half way, remembering can no longer stand nor walk on his own…
you start to think of all the things mickey’s going to miss….
“everything okay?…” you where brought out of your thoughts Michael’s voice
“um..yea..” you get up on the counter getting the bowl and pouring his cereal “..everything’s fine…”
I CAN’T BELIEVE I USED TO WRITE THIS CRAP
