5sos Imagines

Stage (Michael Clifford)

4 years. 4 EXACT years since I broke up with him. And oh my gosh, I still wasn't used to it. I honestly still liked him. I just...didn't know if he missed me as much as I did.

I walked backstage and saw Suni. She hugged me. "All the gamers are here I see?" Craig asked. I smiled.

"Yes. The gamers are." I told him. He hugged me and I looked at the stage. "Who we going against?" I asked him. He looked at me.

"Something kind of band." Evan told me. He was going to be playing bass tonight. I smiled, nodding.

"This'll be easy peasy." I said, cracking my knuckles. I saw Jack and Mark come in. I waved to he 2. Jack was of course, playing drums as Mark was gonna be rocking the guitar.

I sighed and bit my lip. We were gonna be singing Tove Lo's Talking Body. Suni was going up first as I was second.

I wished them good luck as they went on stage. I sat back there, talking to Nogla and Craig. Tyler was eating food. I laughed at something Tyler said before my verse came on.

I ran on stage singing the lyric as I saw Michael. I almost choked. I took a quick breath before continuing.

I kept glancing at him, as he looked at me, moving across the stage. I could see him sucking on his lip. Something he did when he was either focused or nervous.

The song ended as he crowd screamed. I was breathing heavily. I smiled. "Woo! That was probably the best one yet, wasn't it Kaya?" Suni asked.

I shrugged. "It was a tough concentrate but hey. It was fun!" I told her. She laughed. I walked over to Evan.

"Like, look at this body." I joked, pointing to him. He laughed.

"Thanks for the compliment Kaya." He managed.

"Hey, if you could get the flirting off stage. That'll be great." I heard Michael say. I could hear a low growl from him. "Oh, better yet! I need you to meet me backstage!" He said. Confused, I followed him backstage. We went into a room and the next thing I knew, I was pushed against the wall.

"How dare you tell him that." He growled. I became confused.

"What?" I asked him. He connected his lips to mine. I kissed back. My hands going up to his hair. He grabbed my arms, putting them above my head.

"Jump." He growled. I jumped up, my legs wrapping around his waist. "You're mine. Just because we're broken up, doesn't mean a THING? You got it? You don't want to make me jealous. Now, make a sound...and you'll regret it." He told me. He connected his lips to my neck.

I bit my lip, trying to keep any sound out. He pulled away. That was going to leave a mark. A dark one.

"Good girl. Do you understand that you're mine. Don't make me jealous babygirl." He mumbled into my ear. My breath hitched. "I love you. So much." He told me.

"I love you too." I told him. I saw a smile on his face.

"Don't leave me." He told me. "Ever again." He finished. I nodded.

"I won't. Not ever." I whispered. He chuckled, hiding his face in my neck.

"Now don't ever say that to another guy. It'll be worse than it is now." He said. I laughed.

"Stop laughing babe. I'm trying to be sexy!" He said. I smiled.

"Am I ruining my poor baby's words?" I asked. He growled, pushing me against the wall harder.

"I won't hesitate." He told me. He looked me up and down. "We need to go back now. But this conversation isn't over." He told me. He put me down and we went back on stage. He winked before I exited.