It smelt like him. Like a god. A sex god. He sees me smelling it and laughs. I blush in embarrassment.
"So I saw Charlotte and luke up to 'no good' at your party" he says and winks. I chuckle. "Oh and I saw your friend Alex and my band mate, calum snogging each others faces off"
"Band mate?" I reply.
"Oh yea. You forgot. Basically I was told you were a MASSIVE fan of my band, 5 seconds of summer."
The name rings a bell.
He continues: "we were told to come to your party to sing for you. I was apparently your favourite."
"Well I can see why you were my favourite: your mint as fuck! And your sweet and kind."
He giggles.
Michael leans over and starts kissing me. He takes his vest off and begins kissing my neck. It was kinda awkward but I liked it. He grabs me, still kissing me, and takes us to the bedroom.
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Daddy who? (Michael Clifford fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Justine goes out for a night to remember, she gets a little too drunk and ends up spending the night that changed her life with a boy. She doesn't realise until the day later that that 'boy' was indeed Michael from 5 seconds of summer
