Unpredictable || clifford // DISCONTINUED

ten

"Hannah, Hannah, it's okay, shh." Michael tried to calm Hannah down but it didn't seem to work. She was sobbing just as much as she did ten minutes ago and now Michael's shirt was soaking wet from Hannah's tears.

"What happened? Please stop crying, I hate seeing you like this," Michael choked out and that's when Hannah noticed he was slightly crying.

"Wh-why are you cry-crying?" she choked out, looking up at Michael.

"I don't know, I just hate to see you like this." Michael looked so vulnerable with the tears in his eyes. Hannah didn't like to see him like this and she didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry. I just, Alexis... she was being a bitch and I snapped at her and she's going to tell everybody and they're going to think I'm a total weirdo and they're all going to hate me and..." she was interrupted by Michael.

"Stop. It's fine Hannah. In a week, no one will remember this." He looked somewhat surprised. Like he didn't think this would be the reason for Hannah to be so upset.

"But I think this was kind of a trigger for all the thoughts in my head. Like my family's thoughts on my hair, clothes, everything they don't like about me. Everything that has just been welling up inside me these last few weeks just came out." Hannah sighed and let herself fall back on the grass. A second later she felt Michael's arm against hers as he fell down beside her. Hannah was still upset but she wasn't crying anymore. Seeing Michael cry had stopped it which was the opposite of what she had thought. She thought that seeing someone she cared about cry would make her cry even more. But she was wrong.

"Tell me more of these thoughts. Please," Michael said, looking at Hannah's profile. Hannah laid quiet for a while before she finally spoke.

"You know how people always tell you to be yourself and follow your dreams and all of that?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I don't think they really want you to."

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Hannah and Michael had ended up skipping school all day. They went to Nandos for lunch and now, hours later, they were still there, talking.

"There's no such thing as a miniature world somewhere else!" Hannah shouted, laughing. Their conversation was pointless but they were enjoying themselves.

"But imagine if there was, would there be a miniature Hannah? Or even better, are we the miniature?" Michael smirked at Hannah who just shook her head.

"Stop." She was laughing too much for real words to come out of her mouth. Michael was also laughing but not nearly as much as Hannah.

"Hey, you know what we've never had?" Michael said suddenly.

"Sex?" she said, laughing.

"That too but I was talking about an All Time Low dance party." Michael smirked when Hannah said sex but didn't make a big deal of it.

"What are you suggesting?" Hannah asked leaning forward to rest her elbow on the table.

"I'm suggesting we have an All Time Low dance party at my house right now," Michael said getting out of his chair reached out his hand for Hannah to take. They walked out of the restaurant, having already paid.

They walked down the street heading towards the bus stop.

"I don't even know where you live," Hannah said when they reached the bus.

"I live like ten minutes from here with bus, 25 if you walk. Now, the bus will be here in about three minutes according to this," Michael said, pointing on the time table.