Too Late? - A Michael Clifford Fanfiction

Alison and Michael were best friends since pre-school. When he started the band, they started dating. But the other boys hated the idea of her being around all the time although they were happy for their band mate. On the night of Michael's seventeenth birthday, Alison was only sixteen, she gave the one thing to him she would never be able to get back and give to another human being again... Her virginity. And what did he give her? Heartbreak and a child.

After that night, the pair broke up. Michael needed to concentrate on his band. But what he never realized was the secret Alison was hiding from him. The fact that he had a son.

Was Michael right to break up with her and is he too late to show her he's here to stay for good this time?

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7. Knowing The Truth

Michael's POV

 

I sat in the corner, trying and trying to get Ally to pick up her phone. But each time I tried, her phone would go to voice mail. I groaned as it went to voice mail for the one millionth time.

 

"C'mon Ally... Please pick up!" I said quietly to myself. The boys sat on the sofa's on the other end of the room after I told them to stay away from me. They were looking at me with worried expressions and sadness in their eyes. I scoffed in their direction and turned my back to them. I kept on trying for another 3 hours before I decided to give up for a while. As I turned around, I noticed that the boys were no longer in the room. They had left. I found a note on the table that read 'Going to the airport to meet the One Direction lads. Be back soon - Ash, Cal and Luke.' I let a groan rip through me. 'This is all I damn well need!' I thought bitterly to myself. I picked up the baby blue certificate and held it in my trembling hands and took a seat on the sofa where the boys were a while ago. 

 

Mother: Alison Green.

Father: Michael Gordon Clifford...

 

Mother: Alison Green.

Father: Michael Gordon Clifford...

 

Mother: Alison Green.

Father: Michael Gordon Clifford...

 

I kept re-reading over our names again and again, when it came to a point that I was torturing myself with it. My name was there on the piece of paper, but I just couldn't accept it myself. It seemed too good to be true in my eyes, in a good way. And now, Alison has taken my new born baby boy half way across the world so I'll never get to see him ever again. I dropped the certificate, got up and walked over to the window. The beautiful Australian sun was shining through the window and I took a seat on the windowsill, resting my head against the cool glass. I heard faint laughter coming from the hallway and as it got closer to the room I was in, I could make out the voices. It was Luke, Ash and Cal with the One Direction boys. They seemed to be laughing and joking about something I was completely unaware of. I turned my head back to face out of the window and a tear rolled down my face. The door swung open, hitting the wall in the process as the 8 guys walked through the door laughing wildly.

 

"Mikey! How come you never came to the airport?" Zayn asked as his laughter died down.

 

"Weren't in the mood." I said coldly, trying to hide my face from the lot of them so they wouldn't see that the tears had escaped.

 

"What crawled up his arse?" Louis whispered although it wasn't quite a whisper but in fact just hushed tones.

 

"Nothing, alright?! Just stay out of my business!" I shouted annoyed. I turned to face them all as they all suddenly looked scared, shocked and worried at my sudden outburst of rage towards them. I felt my chest rising and falling in annoyance as I tried to calm myself down a bit. But one thing I didn't realise was the fact that the tears were still falling rapidly. I couldn't control anything I was feeling. I was feeling every emotion possible that someone could feel in the situation I was currently in. But I did feel numbness, emptiness and sadness most of all.

 

"Dude, why you crying?" Liam asked coming over and placing a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head and wiped my face, running my hands through my hair.

 

"What's this?" Niall said suddenly breaking the awkward silence, bending down to pick up the certificate off the floor that I had dropped not 10 minutes earlier. I went to snatch it from his grip but he turned his back to me quickly as he read out every single word on the piece of laminated paper. "...Father: Michael Gordon Clifford..." Niall said trailing off at the end of my name. Niall, Liam, Harry, Zayn and Louis turned to look at me in confusion as I hung my head down, playing with my bracelets to stop me from snapping out more than I thought I would.

 

"Now you know, okay? Now you know the truth. I'm a dad... and the girl of my dreams has left, taking him, my new born son halfway across the world so I will never get the chance to meet him again or watch him grow up. I hope your all God damn happy that you know now." I said angrily. I shook Liam's hand off of my shoulder and pushed past them all, walking out the door not bothering to look back at any of them. I needed to be alone. And they needed to understand that.

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