The Love Of My Life

HI, my name is Lindsey Renee Clifford. And I'm little sister to the much loved YouTube sensation Michael Clifford. I was born in Sydney, Australia. This is the story about how I met a boy and how he fixed my life.

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1. Early Mornings

"Lindsey?" I heard a familiar voice say. Great... Michael's awake! Which means I'll be awake in 3... 2... 1... "Lindsey, wake up please. I need to talk to you." Michael said as he jumped onto my bed. I shot out of bed like a rocket. "WHAT THE HELL MICHAEL! WHY ARE YOU AWAKE!? MORE IMPORTANTLY WHY AM I AWAKE! CAN'T A GIRL JUST GET SOME SLEEP!?!?" I shouted.

 

"Shut up Lindsey your gonna wake up mom and dad!" He whisper-screamed. I honestly didn't care if my parents were still asleep I wanted to know why he woke me up at... what time is it... 3 AM! HE'S GONNA PAY FOR THIS! WAKE ME UP AT 3 AND EXPECT PAIN AND MISERY!!!

 

"NO I WON'T SHUT UP! YOU WOKE ME UP AT THREE IN THE MORNING! WHY DON'T YOU SHUT UP! WHY DON'T YOU JUST SLEEP LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING FOR ONCE! GOD SOMETIMES I WISH I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A BROTHER!" I shouted. I turned to look at him and a hurt expression wiped over his face. Oh god what have I done? I pulled him into a hug. "Sorry, I'm just tired. Now what did you want to talk to me about?" I calmly asked him. "Well I was gonna ask you abou-" He was cut off when two shadows towered over us. Great, my parents, well we're screwed!

 

"MICHAEL AND LINDSEY! WHY ARE YOU AWAKE AT THIS UN-HEAVENLY HOUR!" My mom shouted. "Well mom-" I began but Michael cut me off. "Mom, it was my fault, I came in here and woke up Lindsey because I needed to talk to her. I really shouldn't have. I should have just waited until tomorrow. I'm sorry." Michael said weakly. It seemed like whatever he wanted to talk about was eating him alive.

 

"It's fine Mikey." I said. "Okay, just go back to bed kids. PLEASE!" My dad said then let out a chuckle. It's good to have the family back together, except for when things like what just happened occur. I need to talk to Michael. That will be the first thing I do tomorrow. I need to know what's bugging him. Well. let's just get some sleep...

 

*3 weeks earlier*

 

"Lindsey... LINDSEY!" My mom shouted as she snapped her fingers in my face. "Sorry, just spaced out. What's up?" I asked with a confused look on my face. "The plane is boarding, come on so we can sit down before everyone else gets on." She stated while getting up and grabbing her bag. Right, plane. I grabbed my bags and got on the plane with my mom. The lady on the intercom came on but I know what she was saying. Safety procedures and that crap. I've been on a plane many times so I know what they are. I just put in my headphones and fell asleep.

 

"Lindsey, time to get off the plane." My mom whispered. Ugh... so tired. I got up to get my suitcases. UGH.... jet-lag... it hurts but I guess I'll just shake it off. Okay you're probably really confused. So basically about 5 years ago (I was 12 at the time) my mom got a job in New York. My dad and my brother stayed in Sydney while me and mom moved to New York. About a month ago she quit her job and found one in Sydney. We're moving back to Sydney to live with my dad and Michael. It's gonna be kind of hard to see him again because I feel guilty about leaving.

 

I had the choice to stay with my dad or go to New York with my mom. I chose to go with my mom because we had some talks about... umm... girly things, and so I went with her. It broke my heart to see the look on my dad and brothers face when I told them I was going to New York but it was something I felt I had to do. So yeah, enough about me.

 

*Time Skip to Her Dad's House*

 

"Lindsey, we're here." My mom said pulling out one of my earbuds. "Okay." I said. I got out of the car and grabbed my suitcase out of the trunk. As I walked out my mom was already knocking on the door. "Daryl, Michael! We're here!" She shouted from outside the door. All of a sudden the door swung open and my dad was standing there. "MICHAEL! HURRY UP AND GET DOWNSTAIRS!" My father shouted as I heard loud footsteps running down the stairs. The moment I saw Michael I dropped everything and ran up to him, jumping into his arms.

 

"MICHAEL! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" I shouted as I felt Michaels warm embrace, I missed it. Times like this, just being able to hold onto my family without ever being told to let go. I missed family night and everything, which I hated as a kid.  I pulled out of Michael's hug and smiled. I turned around and saw my parents hugging. "Karen it's good to have you back." My dad said to my mom. "It's good to be back Daryl." She said in return. My dad turned around and picked me up. "I've missed you so much Lindsey!" He said as he put me down. "You've grown so much!" He said.

 

"Thanks." I stated with a warm smile on my face. "So, does my room look the same from when I left? Or has Michael already trashed it." I laughed. My dad shook his head. "Actually, we moved everything out. You and your mom are going furniture shopping and stuff like that." He smiled. I turned to my mom and dragged her out the door with excitement.

 

A/N: This is my first story ever so please don't hate. Oh, and just in case you were wondering, NO my name is NOT Lindsey. I'd rather NOT share that info tbh. Sorry. Oh and Karen and Daryl are the names of Michael's actual parents. Thanks for that info google! XD

-kitcat

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