i still love you mikey

Michael Clifford One shot

“You over hear your dad talking to your boyfriend Michael…”


You poked your head round the corner trying to cover the fact that you were in Michaels Iron Maiden shirt with a pair of yoga shorts on. You where getting ready for bed, staying at your parents house back home had been a relief from the tour with the boys. Hanging with the band as a friend allowed you to get closer and within one month of their tour you where dating .Of course it meant giving all the other boys five dollars each because they had made bets on you dating Michael since they first saw Michael speechless at a girl.

You stood there, scanning the kitchen for you boyfriend when you over heard your dad’s soft laugh. Stepping back so they wouldn’t see you you caught the best moment of your life.

“You see…. You’re her world kid…She’s bought home guys before that look ten million times worse than your punk rock look and felt sure they where the one. But you Michael. You’ve changed her for the better, I’ve never been so proud than to see my little girl with a guy like you. You’re her world. I mean it, so don’t you ever break her heart, don’t you ever put her down, don’t you ever think about hurting my little angel. Because you’re her everything.” Your dad said looking at Michael with such passion in his eyes. You nearly started crying but Michael spoke softly so you strained to hear,

“Mr Y/L/N she’s my world. She’s my everything. You don’t know how much she’s fucking -sorry for swearing- but you don’t know how much she’s fucking -oops- helped me get through some bad stuff. I wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that to her… I think she’s the one ” mikey said running a hand through his Y/F/C hair, he let out a sigh mixed with a small chuckle.

“Michael, welcome to the family” your dad said shaking his hand.

“It’s a fucking honour sir, oh my god I need to stop swearing” Michael said eyes going wide, he’d gotten to use to you two cussing every hour of the day…

“It’s not a fucking problem” your dad said causing both you and Michael to gasp, that’s when mikey and your dad heard you and turned to face you.

“Y/N? Babe I thought you where asleep?” Michael said smiling widely .

“I’ll leave you to it son. Goodnight darling” your dad said leaving the two of you standing in the kitchen, Michaels hands where on you as soon as your dad left, he kissed you lifting you onto the counter before pressing his forehead against yours he seemed breathless as he pulled away and looked into your eyes.

“He likes me y/n …. He approves of me” mikey let out a small chuckle in almost shock.

“So you think I’m the one ay?” You said poking his chest while giggling,

“Oh god it sounded so cheesy. But shut up I’m your world remember?” He said stealing another kiss,

“Yeah but I don’t know, I’m yet to explore Venus….” You reply sarcastically looking up, you feel Michael staring at your neck and he leans in slowly sucking your sweet spot.

“But babe… There isn’t water on Venus so you won’t get wet…” He breathed huskily after clearly smirking at his little joke.

“I hear things are looking up in mars though?” You reply feeling empty when he takes his lips off you.

“Let me be your world y/n ” Michael said returning to your collar bone.

“I don’t know. I’m not a fan of Uranus ….” You reply feeling good about your comeback however sarcastic it sounded,

“This is why I love you” ,He exhaled giggling his high pitched laugh but still clinging to your thighs.

“Seriously mikey. I love you so fucking much” you breath out, just as michaels about to lean in and kiss you your dad’s voice calls from the next room,

“Language! You kiss your mother with that mouth ?” He called,

“No, I kiss Michael with it instead,” you reply and that was all Michael needed to hear before he pulled you off the counter and carried you to your bedroom.

“To much info honey, ” you hear your dad call before Michael kicks closed the door behind you and throws you on the bed.

“One small step for man, one giant leap for mr clifford” Michael says imitating Neil armstongs voice,

“That’s about the moon though not another planet, the moon isn’t a planet technically it’s just a moon” you say sitting up on your elbows smirking,

“Give me a break I’m a 19 year old kid in a rock band! ” he whines before kissing you deeply again…

Michael Clifford Imagine

You sat in the hotel room while your boyfriend Michael was out recording with the boys. You were laying in bed, reading a book that you really started to enjoy. There was romance, comedy, and drama. A few hours into reading, you heard the door nob twist to open. You closed your book and looked at the door, expecting to see a red headed Michael come in when suddenly you see blue. You sat up onto your knees excited! “Michael?!” You said enthusiasticly. “Surprise babe!! I dyed it blue! Do you like it?!” He closed the door and walked to the bed to hug you hello. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you wrapped yours around his neck. Still holding him you replied, “I love it Mikey!! It looks so good on you! Why didn’t you tell me?!” “I wanted to surprise my baby. I’m glad she likes it.” He smiled while he put his hand on your cheek. You rubbed your cheek softly against his palm because of the comfort that came from it. “I’m glad you’re happy love, now come. Let’s cuddle and you tell me about your day. I can’t wait to hear everything.” You patted the space next to you and layed back down, your head on the pillow. Mikey crawled up and put his head on your chest while hugging your waist. “I love this position more. Is that okay?” He looked up at your with puppy eyes. “It’s more than okay, I get to play with your new colored hair” You said smiling down at him. He nodded and snuggled his head into a comfortable position on your chest before he began to tell you about the amazing new song they wrote that he felt was their next single. 

He Thinks You Want To Break Up - 2/4 5SOS Preference (Malum)

// You can read Lashton’s HERE //


You were currently packing up some of your stuff from your shared apartment with Cal because you had finally saved up enough money to get tickets and bookings to Hawaii with Cal. You knew he needed a break and when he told you that he had a fortnight off you immediately bought the tickets. You thought that maybe he’d get the hints you were dropping but god knows how stupid that kid is. You were in a hurry because you knew he was coming soon and you wanted it to be a surprise of course. What you didn’t expect was him to be an hour early so when you heard the door open and him call out for you, you quickly started packing faster.

“Hey-HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” He made his way over to you with a confused look. “Stop.” He demanded.

“What?” You asked, but not listening to his command.

“I SAID STOP!” He said and took your hands away and pushed the duffle bag you were putting clothes in.

“What the hell Cal-“ You were stopped when you noticed he was angry.

“So this is what you meant about taking a break? You want a break from us?” He asked and you were completely confused.

“Cal I’m not-“ but were interrupted.

“Look, I don’t know what happened these past months but please don’t leave. Listen to me first. I love you, and I don’t know what I did or what happened but I want to fix it. I know I’m busy and sometimes don’t have time for you, or forget things but baby I promise that I’ll do better. I love you and I don’t want to lose you.” You stared at him for a while and he looked like he might cry so you just laughed at his puppy face. “That’s just wonderful that I poured my heart out to you when you’re about to leave me and now you’re laughing.” He sighed.

You cupped his face in your hands and kissed him softly. “Cal, that was a great speech, really. But baby, I’m not leaving you. I’m packing bags, yes. But not leaving you.” You walked over to your drawer and pulled out an envelope with the tickets and bookings and shit in there and handed it to him.

He was confused for a moment but when you urged him to open it he was surprised. His look was first confusion, then excitement, then guilt.

“I’m so fucking stupid.” He mumbled and pulled you into a hug.

“But I still love you.” You laughed.


You were on the phone with your friend, ‘cause today was a lazy day with Mikey and you finally got him to sleep instead of eating or playing games. He was like a baby you were taking care of.

Your friend was currently going through relationship problems and you were lucky you weren’t having heavy trouble in your own. So she asked you what you’d say to her boyfriend if you were breaking up with him.

“This is what I’m gonna say to break up with him. I’m gonna tell him that he hasn’t put any effort in the relationship, hasn’t done anything for me but himself. I’d tell him how he needs to get his head out of his ass and realise that a relationship is two sided, that I have feelings too. And that I’ve felt horrible for a while but I didn’t know how to tell him that things were over for months.”

Your friend thanked you for your advice and you both hung up. You were smiling when you walked into your shared bedroom to find Mikey sitting on the bed, head in hands.

“Mikey, are you alright?” You walked over to him but he shrugged you away. ’

“When were you going to tell me?” He mumbled.

You were completely confused. “Tell you what?”

He looked up at you. “Don’t play a game, that’s my job. But seriously, you could’ve told me. It would’ve been easier than hearing it on the phone that you wanted to break up with me.” You looked at him and just laughed. He was confused and you just laughed harder. “Really, great way to break up with someone, they’re hurting and you’re laughing.”

He was such an idiot. You suddenly stopped laughing and sat by him. “Look, I was on the phone telling my friend how much of an ass her boyfriend is and how she should break up with him because she deserves better. What I said on the phone had nothing to do with you and us. I’m completely happy with us and don’t wanna break up with you.” He processed that and then suddenly you were in his arms and he was kissing the top of your head. “And plus Mikey. If I were to break up with you I’d do it over a text because the crueller the better.” You added.

He pushed you off the bed playfully and you fell on the ground laughing. But he lied down with you, slipping his arms around his waist.

I'd Still Love You

Request: i would die if you did mikey coming backstage after a show… can you? ☺️✌🏻️

I watched Calum, Luke and Ashton come backstage, Michael being the last one. I gave the boys a small smile and watched Michael give his guitar to some guy before he came closer to me.

He was all sweaty and still very excited from the gig they had just played in front of thousands of people.

“So how was the show?” He asked with an hopeful smile on his lips. It was the first show I had seen in three months and I could definitely see the progress. They were getting better each day, they were always working really hard.

“You guys are getting worse, I don’t know why people even show up,” I said with an amused smile. I heard Luke giggle, he had definitely heard that.

Michael pouted and looked down, making me smile even more. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him closer to me, our lips finally meeting. The kiss was short, but only because we were in front of the boys.

“You just don’t want to admit your boyfriend is talented,” he smirked as my hands went from his neck to his hips. “Do you?”

I held his gaze and kept my mouth shut. He let out a chuckle before his arms wrapped around me, mine wrapping tightly around his waist.

“Your ego is big enough, I don’t need to say how good you are,” I mumbled into his chest. His tee shirt was a little bit wet, but I didn’t really care. I thought it made him look even more attractive, but that’s another thing I wouldn’t admit.

“My ego isn’t that big,” he laughed as he pulled away from our embrace. I raised my eyebrows with disbelief.

“Really?” I asked.

He ignored my question and placed a hand on my lower back. “I’m hungry, let’s get food.”

I shook my head and smiled to myself. Michael pressed a kiss on my temple as we walked to the dressing room. He quickly found a bag of chips, grabbed it and sat on the couch.

“The crowd was so loud,” Ashton said as he sat down on the couch next to where Michael and I were. We all nodded and Calum started to talk about something with Ashton.

After a few minutes, Michael had finished his snack and the boys had left the dressing room. Michael slid his hand under my knees and lifted my legs on top of his. I leaned my head on his shoulder, my eyes looking into his green ones.

“What?” I asked with a shy smile.

“You know, my ego really isn’t that big,” he said, earning a roll of eye from me. “I’m serious, Y/N.” He placed a strand of my hair behind my ear. “It’s just something I pretend I have when I’m around you,” he admitted.

“Why?” I frowned, wondering about the reason behind his behavior.

He shrugged, “I don’t know, it’s something I’ve always done. I don’t really know why.”

Somehow I knew he had an idea why he was doing that, but he didn’t want to tell me.

“You don’t need to be someone you’re not,” I said before I kissed his cheek. “And at this point,” I laughed to myself, “you could kill someone and I’d still love you.”

Michael laughed and I shook my head.

“But please don’t kill anybody,” I warned him, but he only rolled his eyes. “My point is… I don’t know, I love you.” I blushed as I realized how I was making no sense.

“No, I get it,” he smiled. “You’ll still love me even if I change and become slightly different.”

I nodded with a smile, he understood me so easily.

Michael leaned in and kissed my lips softly. The kiss lasted much longer than the one backstage, mostly because the guys weren’t around. His lips moved against mine and I knew he didn’t want to talk about it anymore.

“Can we go to our hotel now?” I mumbled against his lips. He nodded, pecked my lips one last time before he intertwined our fingers.


#76: He's still on his ex pt. 2

The moment you been waiting for y’all

Pt. 1


“The hell are you on about?” His confusion was less than clear and catching a man in a lie wasn’t hard at all for you.

“You know what I’m on about, Ash. Did you not think she wouldn’t tell me to try and make me jealous? To get me to leave you so you could go back? You didn’t think she wouldn’t?”

“Y/N, she made that u-You’re not over her Ashton. And that’s okay.” You stand from your seat in the college cafe, licking your lips and grabbing your bag and practically whispering out your plea. “I fell for you because I was ready to be in a relationship, now it feels like you did this because you wanted to make her jealous.”

“But-No…Y/N,” he stands and grabs your arm.

“Call me when you’re over her,” you forge a smile and a tear slides down your cheek.

“Y/N, please.”

“I’m sorry,” you say as you exit the cafe.


“What’s wrong?” He lifts your chin with two gentle fingers and you stare into his eyes solemnly.

“I love you too much,” you whisper. “I shouldn’t feel so much for you while you’re broken. I just want to…”

“You want to be with me?”

“Yeah Cal, I wish I had never been in love with you before or after the matter but I-”

“I’m not ready to be dating anyone, Y/N.”

“I know and I just-I do love you too. But not in that way.”



“I don’t know,” you answer softly and put your phone in your lap. “I guess you’re supposed to tell me.” He chuckles softly and adjusts the towel around his waist, walking over to sit beside you.

“Tell you what? I have nothing to tell,” he smirks cockily and plays with your hair, leaning into kiss you before you stop him.

“You’re talking to vivi aren’t you?” He frowns and removes his hand from your hair.

“What happened?” You shrug at his question.

“I don’t want to even see what happened Lu. But I know you did something to hurt me…and when I see, I guess an early explanation would be nice.” Silence fills the room but the TV remains talking. Luke plays with his lip ring nonchalantly as you grab your phone and check twitter, nudes, DM’s and snapchats sprawled across your feed. You toss the phone into his lap and he views it for himself. “Guess she really couldn’t have been trusted, huh?”

“Y/N, wait, this isn’t what you think..”


“Oh,” your heart sinks into your chest and you submit to his words. “I…I try but I just…I’m busy a lot of the time and…I just want to get into a good college.”

“Doesn’t mean you can never hang out with me.”

“I’m hanging out with you right now and all you’re doing is texting her. Mikey if you still love Geordie, I think you should go back to her.”

“I think I should too,” he frowns, his uncertainty almost too certain. You stare down at your lap, your embarrassment not something you want to show.

“I’m so sorry that I couldn’t replace her,” your eyes blur with tears ready to slip and you pack your book bag quickly. “I feel really stupid right now, uh…I’ll see you tomorrow in class.”

“Y/N, stop,” he sits up quickly in realization. “Don’t be like that.”

there might need to be a part 3…idk…

Things I Never Thought Would Happen - Luke Imagine Part 2.5



Part One

Part Two (Contains Smut)

*****Luke’s POV*****

Warning: Swearing

I wiggled about in the bed, feeling the sunshine streaming through the window onto me. I had a vague moment when I thought it was strange, sunlight didn’t come through my window in the morning, but course I could have easily slept ‘til noon or later.

Then I remembered everything that had happened yesterday. I had finally done it. I had finally told her, and then we… Damn.

It was a little weird, I mean, we’d been friends forever but now… I could finally call her my girlfriend.

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Star Fox or Space Invaders? Absolutely Star Fox. In fact, my helmet – my helmet! – is a direct nod to Star Fox. "Good luck” is what would happen when you hit the start button. A little digitized voice would go “good luck”.

Don’t feed sick people greasy food Mikey :T 

Last of my sick days art. I had emptied my stomach and took awhile before I could eat normally again. I kinda put Donnie in the same situation ( >3>);

Head Cannon: Mikey is the first to help when someone is sick but he’s the last turtle you want helping you. Eventually the other brothers or Splinter have to chase him away and distract him with another task. Otherwise he’ll go back to “helping” o-o;


In closing, I want to thank every single fan. I have learned from you, maybe more than you think you’ve learned from me. My only regret is that I am awful with names and bad with goodbyes. But I never forget a face, or a feeling- and that is what I have left from all of you. 
I feel Love.

I feel love for you, for our crew, our team, and for every single human being I have shared the band and stage with-
Ray. Mikey. Frank. Matt. Bob. James. Todd. Cortez. Tucker. Pete. Michael. Jarrod.
Since I am bad with goodbyes. I refuse to let this be one. But I will leave you with one last thing- 

My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die. 
It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you. 
I always knew that, and I think you did too.

Because it is not a band- 
it is an idea.

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Soulmates (Michael) Part Two

Here is Part 1, just in case you missed it :) 

Michael feels…..

Three days after you walked away from Michael. You hadn’t heard anything from him, but you hadn’t bothered to reach out to him either. Partially because you were afraid, the other half because you just wanted to be alone. You had been getting on with your daily routine of going to work, coming home to eat and laze around. Ashton had called you a few times, but you never answered. Never called back. 

You love Michael. 

But you were too stubborn to admit it to him or even yourself. He had been apart of your life for many years, but you could never had imagined you’d fall in love with him. 

It happened a while ago, you were at Michael’s house. The typical night of sitting in, relaxing before he had to leave for the rest of his tour. He insisted on watching a different film rather than your usual horror kind. 

“So, I picked out this film for tonight… What do you think?” Michael held up the DVD case to you, receiving a very confused look from you, he giggled. “I know, I know. It’s very different to our usual choice, but it’s my last night here and I want it to be peaceful, and perhaps a little romantic.” 

Raising your brows, you stared at him, “Romantic? Are you trying to seduce me, Michael?” 

“I think I could do it a little better than just sticking a soppy film on, don’t you think?” He smirked.

You shrugged, agreeing with him. “So, yeah. We’re going to watch this, we’re going to enjoy it and you might even cry. Who knows!” He grinned widely. 

You tucked your legs in, bringing your knees to your chest, already digging into the range of snacks. Michael jumped on the seat beside you, lightly punching your arm he laughed. “You know, I got them for both of us.. Just saying, though.” 

Looking him dead in the eyes, you shoved more food into your mouth. “Oh well.” You mumbled over the food in your mouth. “So beautiful.” He joked. 

Throughout the film, you could feel Michael’s eyes on you, though he tried to hide it, you could still feel him watching you watching the film. Even if you wasn’t paying that much attention to it either. You never thought to mention anything, instead you let him watch you. He made you feel safe, it didn’t feel awkward. Just, real. 

The film came to an end, and you yawned, stretching your arms above your head. “Well.” You spoke between yawning. “That was something.” You continued. Michael shifted his eyes from you, back to the screen. “Yeah. Sure was.” 

“I’ll be right back.” He got up from the sofa, heading upstairs. You cleaned up the mes from the empty wrappers. Crawling along the floor, you picked up everything. Finding a screwed up piece of paper just underneath the sofa. “Hm.” You mumbled to yourself. Unscrunching the paper, you read the words. Song lyrics, maybe. Your eyes shifted from left to right as you took in the words, a smile on your lips after you reached the end. Reading your name at the bottom, you felt your heart flutter. “What you got?” Michael questioned from behind you. “Oh! Just some rubbish.” You smiled nervously, tucking the paper into your back pocket. 

Michael shrugged, walking into the kitchen to get a drink from the fridge. You admired the way his hair was flat yet still sticking out over the place. The way he made you feel, brought on so many confused thoughts. Thoughts that would soon become clear. 

You love him.

You snapped out of your daydream to the sound of your doorbell. You wiped your face, and headed towards the door. 

Ashton stood on the other side, pursed lips and a concerned look. 

“Hey.” You muttered.

“Hey.” He replied, keeping his eyes locked on yours. “Can I come in?”

Nodding, you opened the door slightly, taking a step back allowing him access. Closing the door behind him, you sighed. Still facing the door to avoid his quite judgmental stare. 

“I figured seen as you won’t return my texts or calls, I’ll come and see you.”

You turned to meet his stare, sucking in your bottom lip, and nodded slowly. “Yeah. Sorry.” 

“Sorry? Y/N. What happened?” 

Shrugging, you looked away from him. “I don’t know what to tell you. I guess I was scared.”

“Michael is broken. You didn’t have to walk away, Y/N.”

Still avoiding his stare, you looked down at your hands. Nervously tugging at the nail on your thumb. “I don’t get it? You know. One minute, you and Mikey are fine. And the best of friends. The next, he’s telling you how he really feels. And you walk away. Tell me, what I’m missing here? Because honestly. i don’t know.” 

You crossed your arms, meeting his glare. “Ash.. If I could take it back. I would. But, I can’t.”

“You love him. Right? You love him.” 


Throwing his hands up, he laughed. “So tell him! We leave in less than 5 hours for tour. Just go tell him. You kids, drive me insane.” 

Ashton tossed you your car keys, and nodded towards the door. “Go.” He smiled.

Nodding, you opened the door, and jogged to your car. On the way to Michael’s apartment, you smiled to yourself. Knowing just how foolish you had been. Stopping at the red light, you opened the compartment in your car, the same note you found years ago of Michael’s discarded song lyrics. Bringing that same heart fluttering sensation back. 

You finally reached his apartment, he was stood outside, loading his stuff into the back of a car. 

“Mikey.” You yelled, causing him to draw his attention to you. 

Walking towards him, you stopped just a inches away from him. “I’m sorry.” Michael placed the last bag in the boot, not speaking a word. 

“Something happened today. I realised something about you. About us.” You played with your hands.

“I’m telling you, it’s the most real thing I’ve felt in my entire life… I love you.”

Stepping closer to him, you pulled his hands into yours. “I was stupid. And I shouldn’t have walked away from you, I know. But, I’m here now. And, I’m telling you that I love you and I have for so long. But I was too stubborn to admit it. I guess, I was afraid of ever admitting it. because, look at us. We’re best friends, we have been for donkey’s years.” Smiling at him, you hoped he would stop you from rambling. “I found something a few years ago. In your apartment.” Pulling out the note from your pocket, you placed it in his hands. “Finding this note, was the day I knew I loved you.” 

Still not saying a word, you stepped back from him. “Mikey, I’m sorry. I just wanted you to know how I really felt before you left.” Turning away, you headed back to your car. Hoping that he would stop you. But nothing..

You got into your car, taking one last look at him as he looked down at the note you placed in his hands. Your eyes dropped, knowing he wasn’t going to say anything. So you drove away. Fighting back the tears that were forming in your eyes. “Fuck.” You mumbled to yourself. 

You stopped at the red light, banging your hands on the steering wheel. Battling with yourself and blaming yourself for everything. 

Your phone started to buzz, in the hopes of it being Michael you picked it up. Reading the text from Ashton, checking up on how things went. You threw it back down on the seat. You didn’t pay attention to the road as you started to turn the corner. That’s when a car out of nowhere hit you. Sending your car spinning, you were unable to control the wheel. Hearing your tire’s screech along the tarmac, you kept spinning. Hitting your head off of the window. 

Your mind had gone blank, as you sat there in the car. Eyes closed, the blood trickled from your head down to your chin, dripping onto your clothes. Unconscious to the world, unconscious to your thoughts. 

Just on the seat beside you, your phone lit up. Buzzing away to itself, the caller on the other end had no clue. 

Michael, had no clue. 

(Why did I write this, omg)

Okay, so here is part two. It’s quite dramatic and sad. 

I hope you guys like it. I’m sorry if you don’t.

I will be doing a part 3 of this. It’s definitely not ending like this. 

Thank you for reading.

Love you.