Songwriter // Michael Clifford //

Chapter 5: First Impressions

Kara POV:
Oh my god. Oh my god. What do I do? I could go talk to them but I don't want to interrupt and be rude. I reaalllllyy want to talk to them. I take a deep breath and then a more important thought comes into my mind.

Why were they looking at me? Was one of them checking me out?? Was one of them making fun of me? How long were they watching me? How long have I been staring?

I quickly look down at my feet. I can feel my cheeks burning. I spot an open table and move towards it as quickly as possible.

"Um, excuse me?" A voice asks. A voice that I know better than my own mother's. I turn around and find my self starring into Michael Clifford's eyes.
"You forgot your coffee." He says.
"What?" I manage to choke out.
"You forgot your coffee." He repeats, pointing to the counter where I had, in fact, left my coffee. I squeak out a thank you and then rush to grab my coffee. I am about to leave the shop due to the fact that my face is burning with shame when another voice stops me.

"Hey!" Shouts Calum Hood, "You forgot your purse!" I want to slam my head against the table. I do the less desired walk of shame back to my table where I decide to just sit down. There's no use in escaping further embarrassment now.

I can hear Ashton giggle, and in an instant I am over the fact that I made a fool of myself and am overwhelmed with the fact that my stupidity made Ashton Irwin giggle. I can't help but break into a smile. I imagine Luke bitting his lip to keep from laughing too, and wonder if Calum and Michael found it funny as well.

I sip my coffee and discover I can watch them discreetly in the reflection of the coffee shop window. It is one of the best experiences of my life. Just being able to watch them laugh and talk together. Not through a screen but in real life, sitting across from me.

Michael smiles a genuine smile and Calum does that cute thing where he laughs so loudly there is no sound at all. Ashton is jumpy and his wild mess of hair bounces and shakes with every turn of his head. Luke is quiet but I can tell that he is listening to every word coming out of the other boy's mouths.

I watch them long after my coffee is gone. I watch them until the sun starts to disappear below the horizon. I watch them so far past the point of it being normal, I even started to scare myself. The boys stood up to leave, and only then did I realize how weird I was being.

I waited until they were long gone, and then I too got up to leave. I was overwhelmed with joy, simply from seeing those boys existing. They weren't in concert, they weren't filming music videos or greeting fans, they were just there. That was more than I could have ever hoped for.

As I walked home it started to rain, I loved the rain. I put in my headphones, and Miss Jackson (P!ATD) started playing. My smile grew, and I had the urge to skip and dance and run. I was on the streets of LA, which wasn't exactly a private place, but I was really happy god dammit! So I started to skip, and run, and I threw in a spin here and there. All the while a smile never left my face.

I was outside of my hotel now, but I loved the rain so much, I decided to sit down on a bench outside and let myself be soaked. I was alone in L freakin A. I was getting paid to do my favorite thing in the world. I had just gotten to (sort of) meet my favorite people in the world.

I laughed a little to myself. I felt high, but I was just happy, and that was one of the best things in the world. I took in one last deep breath, and then went inside.

Little did I know that someone had been watching me.

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