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Chapter 11
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My feet swing back and forth off the edge of the chair while I wait for Michael. As soon as I see him walk in the door, a grin spreads across my face. He looks up and towards me and smiles. As soon as he gets to the table, not even after he sits down, he asks the question that I've been anticipating.
"So how was the date?"
"Are you sure you want to hear about it?" I ask him cautiously.
I know his history with Luke and I don't want him getting too jealous. Besides, he probably already experienced getting fucked over from that one girl he mentioned before.
"Yeah, it's fine." He answers, finally taking his seat directly across from me. "I want to hear everything."
A smile erupts on my face as I lean my head on my hand.
"Well," I start, "as soon as I got to the game, he came over and brought me to the seat directly behind the bench."
I forget to mention the fact that he hugged me when he greeted me. Also the fact that when he would take a break from the game or get pulled out for various reasons, I could see everything. The way he swept his hair out of his eyes, how his Adam's apple bobbed when he chugged down his water, and I even got a few glances of his bare back when he was doing stretches and his shirt lifted up.
As far as playing goes, Luke was good. You could tell he had played for quite some time. He was always going after the ball even when he was on defense. He wasn't even close to Calum, however. I don't know if he practiced everyday or if he was just naturally talented, but he was amazing. If his band dream doesn't come through, I could totally see him being a professional football player.
"They won the game, so they all decided to go to some pizza shop near the field and I just went along with them."
As soon as we decided on going out with all of the other guys instead of just eating out with the two of us, I had an anxiety attack. Looking back on it now, it wasn't a big deal, but I was terrified.
After the previous fight with Hope and her exposing me for cutting, I guess I was worried that they would tease me or at least make fun of me for the normal stuff.
But it didn't happen.
Luke was by my side the entire time. Calum was also hanging out with us, but most of the other guys came and went. They didn't say anything about the cutting or the fact that I refused to eat. Luke just gave me a weird look. Still, he didn't say anything, which I'm happy about.
I had a great time. I really got to know Calum more; he seems like a really cool guy. I also asked them about their music. They showed me a video of them doing a cover of Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran and I almost fainted.
They were really good! Especially Luke. His voice was just angelic. They told me about their dream to sell out stadiums and play all over the world and they even told me how good Michael really was on guitar.
"After we ate, he walked me home."
The pizza shop was maybe a 20 minute walk from my house but I enjoyed it. Me enjoying physical activity? Yeah I know, how weird. You would enjoy it too if you spent the whole time holding hands with your 7th grade crush. His hands were warm and I felt safe while holding them, but the whole time I kept feeling as if something was wrong.
Anyways, we spent the whole walk just answering stupid questions about ourselves and just enjoying the sounds around us and the feeling of being with one another.
It was perfect.
"And that was that." I finish and take a bite out of my granola bar.
"He didn't even kiss you at the end of the night?" Michael asks, raising his eyebrow.
"No," I reply.
As much as I want to kiss Luke, I kind of don't at the same time. I don't think I'm quite ready for that right now.
"Pussy," I hear Michael mutter under his breath. I chuckle and slap his arm playfully.
"So how did Julia react?"
I told Julia the minute I got home. Saying she freaked out was an understatement. She was ecstatic that I had made a friend, maybe two counting Calum, and went on a date all within a month.
"She freaked," I chuckle and reach over to Michael's food, stealing a pretzel.
He stares at me as I place the snack food on my tongue and chew loudly. He shakes his head as he snaps out of his trance and smiles, pushing the bag towards the center of the table.
"So you had fun?"
"Yeah.." I say, a blush creeping up on my cheeks.
I glance over to Luke's table. He's sitting next to Calum, as always, and joking around with him. A smile grows on my face as I watch Luke laugh. A sudden cough brings me back to reality as I look back over at Michael.
I shake my head and laugh at him.
"Calm down, Clifford."
He chuckles at me and takes another bite of his sandwich. "So you thinking about going out with him again?"
This is all so new to me. No one has ever liked me before and now all of a sudden, the Luke Hemmings asks me out. Does he actually like me or is this all just some kind of sick joke?
Either way, last night was the best night of my life. I guess I shouldn't over think everything and maybe I should just accept the fact that maybe Luke likes me.
"Yeah, I think I will."
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A/N ~ Double update because I've been so bad at keeping up with this story.
Also today Michael dyed his hair blue? When I saw the picture I literally threw my phone against the wall and my mom yelled at me.. so that happened.
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FanfictionCecelia Darson has suffered from eating disorders and depression for the majority of her time in high school. She's always the butt of the joke. She's always the one getting hurt. When a shy boy makes his way into her life, she finds herself happie...