5 Seconds Of Summer Prefrences

Only Yours ~ (A Michael Clifford Imagine)

You woke up in your shared bedroom with your boyfriend of three years Trent. Thank god he wasn’t here. Now you’re probably thinking what? Let me tell you a little story. Trent and I have been dating for at least three years. He has been the worst fucking boyfriend ever since we started dating. Michael for some reason just absolutely hates him; even though you haven’t told Michael what Trent does to you when no-one else is around. He beats the shit out of me; he calls me names and tells me how useless I am, how I should be grateful to have someone like him to be with. Yea right. I can swear he’s the devil’s work, because he’s put me through hell. I heard footsteps down the hallway. Fuck he’s home. You sat on the bed and played with your fingers. He walked through the door and walked straight up to you and pulled you off the bed by your hair. You scream from agony and he pushes you hard and you hit the floor. He pushed you onto the bed…and things went from there, and let’s just say you had wished he had already killed you. You woke up and thought, well fuck this I’ve got to leave now! You packed your bags and ran. You had been running for ten minutes. You got a call from Trent and you blocked his number. You went to the boy’s house who had actually stolen your heart, good thing he was your best friend too, Michael Clifford. You knocked on the door and his smile turned into a frown as he saw you. He pulled you into a hug and let you to the lounge. You had never told him of your abusive relationship with Trent, you just couldn’t.

You had built the courage to tell Michael what happened and he promised never to let anything happen to you. The doorbell was ringing and Michael sighed but got up, “I’ll be back in a minute okay, I love you,” he kissed the top of your head and you got butterflies. He couldn’t possibly love you, could he? No way he was just being an amazing best friend. You heard Trent’s voice followed by a scream. Fuck was Michael okay? You ran out to see if Michael was hurt. Your breathing steadied as you saw Trent running away from Michael’s house bleeding. Michael slammed the door shut and you could feel his rage. He wanted to hurt Trent, and bad. He turned around to see your watery eyes. You were near crying because Michael has blood on his face and you thought he got hurt because of you. You reached your hand out and wiped all the blood off with a tissue. He chuckled, “it’s okay it’s not mine.” You smiled at him and hugged him so tight. He picked you up bridal style to his bedroom and you cuddled. He started singing heartbreak girl. You were falling asleep. Michael thought you were asleep, so he was telling you what was on his mind, “You know, he never deserved a beautiful girl like you anyway, you are so perfect I wish you knew how much I want to steal your heart, I love you so much.” He kissed your hair and you turned to face him. This was your only chance to tell him you loved him. You kissed him and he smiled into it. When he pulled back you smiled, “I really do love you Michael, I’ve loved you for years, and I only dated Trent to get you off my mind, but it was the biggest mistake I’ve made in my life.” “I’ve never wanted anyone else but you, only you (Y/N).” “You just read my mind Clifford.” “(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend?” “Of course I will! I was only ever yours.”