6 Months with Michael
To most people, 6 months together wasn’t a big deal. But when you’re with Michael Clifford, a member of one of the biggest bands in the world at the moment it was a big deal. Even though you’ve been on tour with them since it started, you and Michael barely got any alone time together, and at this rate, you didn’t think you’d ever get alone time for your anniversary or any for that matter. The boys had a day off in Memphis and Michael had made no indication that he had anything planned for the two of you. Waking up in a hotel room and not a moving bus was a nice change in pace. You heard the shower running so you knew there was no rush to get ready. You rolled over grabbing the hotel phone and ordered you and Michael room service breakfast. It was the least you could do for Mike on your anniversary. You scroll through Twitter while you wait for the food and for Michael to finish in the bathroom. You hear a soft knock on the door so you slip on a pair of Michael’s sweatpants that were basically yours now and open the door for the room service man. You thank him as he leaves and you knock on the bathroom door and tell Michael that you got him breakfast. He comes out in gym shorts smiling sweetly “you didn’t have to get me breakfast love, I wanted to take you out this morning” you sigh “why didn’t you tell me you had plans, Mike. I thought you forgot about our anniversary” he chuckles pulling you into a hug “I may not know what day it is half the time but trust me I’ll never forget the day I asked you to be mine” you blush putting your arms around him, holding him close for a moment before breaking away from your hug “well we can’t waste this food so let’s eat up and then we can do whatever else you have planned.” You walk over to the bed getting comfortable as Michael hands you the food. The two of you eat and chat about wanting to explore the city you’re in. When you finish you cuddle up to your boyfriend, happy that the two of you aren’t being bothered by the other three boys. Michael plays with your hair, humming a random song softly. You trace his tattoos with your fingers, knowing how much he loves when you do that. After a while, the two of you drift off to sleep. This is definitely not how you saw your anniversary going but you wouldn’t give up for the world.
Masterlist
I can’t wait to do the other two boys. I absolutely love writing these!
