Sleep well

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Request by @Cliffordxdrxgs.

Idk if you wanted him to be your bf or bff so I just made him both, you'll know what I mean later





Sorry, kinda freaked out for a second

I tried to make it long, I hope it's good though (which its not because I can't write well anymore lol)


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Rachel heard the doorbell ring and she knew it was Michael, her best friend of basically forever. Rachel and Michael had known each other since they were in diapers, people often thought they were brother and sister because they were never seen apart. Michael had a burping disorder and when he found out, the first person he told was Rachel and he was crying as he explained it to her, frightened that his best friend would hate him, but of course she was right by his side, not wanting him to feel hurt. Rachel knew the side effects of his disorder, fevers, bad cramps, and vomiting, but these were only when it was days that it was really bad. Rachel walked downstairs and opened the door, seeing a rather cuddly looking Michael standing in the doorway. He was wearing a baggy grayish-brown sweatshirt, skinnies, and his hair was all fluffy. "Hey sleephead." She chuckled and he huffed, "Fuck off." He mumbled and she giggled, thinking he was kidding. "How ya feeling?" She asked as they walked to school and he grunted, "It's one of those days." Michael mumbled as he rubbed his eyes, "Pain?" Rachel asked and reached to hold his hand, but he moved it away and she frowned a bit. "No, thankfully, it's just annoying." Michael shrugged and Rachel noticed the black bags under his eyes, making her heart sink a bit. A flurry of burps escaped Michael's lips and he huffed afterwards, both of them walking inside of the school and Rachel went to hug him before they went to class, but he scooted away and went straight to class, making Rachel frown and walk to class. She sat in class and couldn't concentrate, worried about her blonde best friend, wondering if he was hiding something because of his behavior. Michael had never acted like that before, when his disorder was bothering him he was always clingy and wanted to have Rachel's arms around him, her hands usually rubbing his tummy for comfort. Michael was unusually snappy during of their classes, he was rather moody and grumpy, not to mention burping like mad and he even refused to eat pizza! Michael Gordon Clifford turned down pizza! Rachel kept a close eye on him at lunch, noticing that he didn't talk much and when he did he was rude. "Mikey, can you come with me for a second?" Rachel asked and he nodded, burping as he got up and followed her to the unisex bathroom, Rachel locking the door behind them. "Dude, what the hell is going on?" She asked, "What do you mean?" Michael scoffed, "I mean why are you acting like you're on your damn period!" Rachel exclaimed and Michael sighed in annoyance, "So I'm a little grumpy today, big deal." Michael huffed and burped a couple times, putting his hands in his sweatshirt pocket and holding his tummy. "Mikey, not gonna lie but you look like shit." Rachel mumbled, "Well gee thanks." He scoffed and Rachel rolled her eyes, "Are you on your period?" Michael scowled and Rachel huffed in annoyance, "Fine Mr.Mood Swings." Rachel mumbled and Michael glared at her, leaving the bathroom and going back to the benches, sitting down and putting his earbuds in, letting music drown out all other sounds. Rachel let out a frustrated sigh, sitting by Luke and the Calum, waiting do the bell to ring. The day dragged on and they were back home, Michael sat infront of the TV as he drank beer and played COD, swearing and telling at the TV despite Rachel trying to study no more than 2 feet away from him. "Miiiiiiiikey, stop." Rachel huffed and Michael rolled his eyes, ignoring her and burping a few times as he continued playing, Rachel just shut her mouth after that as anger bubbled up inside her and she didn't wanna blow up at him. The Hispanic girl (that's correct I hope) pit on headphones and drowned out Michael's cursing and burping, annoyed and angry at the teenager at this point. "Fucking hell!" Michael snapped at the TV and Rachel stood up, gathering her stuff as her patience ran out. "Where are you going?" He asked, "Home, I'm tried of being ignored and snapped at." Rachel huffed, "Whatever." Michael muttered and Rachel flicked his head, "I hope you get cramps tonight!" She shouted before leaving the house, of course she didn't mean that though. Rachel walked home and went straight to her room, flopping on her bed and letting out a loud sigh, exhausted and pissed as she drifted to sleep at 7:30 that night. Rachel woke up the next day and heard the door bell ring, she groaned and got up, seeing it was 6 am on and Saturday, baffled on who the fuck would be here. She opened the door and saw Michael with his guitar as well as a red rose that he handed to Rachel before strumming his guitar.

We're not, no we're not friends, nor have we ever been.
We just try to keep those secrets in a lie,
And if they find out, will it all go wrong?
And Heaven knows, no one wants it to.

So I could take the back road
But your eyes will lead me straight back home.
And if you know me like I know you
You should love me, you should know.

Friends just sleep in another bed,
And friends don't treat me like you do.
Well I know that there's a limit to everything,
But my friends won't love me like you.
No, my friends won't love me like you.

We're not friends, we could be anything.
If we try to keep those secrets safe.
No one will find out if it all went wrong.
They'll never know what we've been through.

So I could take the back road,
But your eyes'll lead me straight back home.
And if you know me like I know you,
You should love me, you should know.

Friends just sleep in another bed,
And friends don't treat me like you do.
Well I know that there's a limit to everything,
But my friends won't love me like you.
No, my friends won't love me like you.

But then again, if we're not friends,
Someone else might love you too.
And then again, if we're not friends,
There'd be nothing I could do, and that's why

Friends should sleep in other beds.
And friends shouldn't kiss me like you do.
And I know that there's a limit to everything.
But my friends won't love me like you.
No, my friends won't love me like you do.
Oh, my friends will never love me like you

Michael finished singing and Rachel was in tears, he put his guitar down and pressed his lips to hers, smiling when she kissed back and he pulled away. "I'm sorry for being a dick yesterday, my disorder was keeping me up and I couldn't sleep........and I was also kinda stuck in a whirlpool of feelings for you." Michael apologized and Rachel giggled, "Can you my girlfriend?" Michael blushed and Rachel kissed him softly again before pulling away.

"I'd be happy to"

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