groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• thirty - five •

"Oh my god I'm actually meeting your parents fuck." Michael started to freak out as soon as we pulled into their drive way. Little did he know I was just as nervous as he was. My parents have always been extremely judge mental. And them meeting my red haired boyfriend.... well. I have a feeling it wouldn't be the best. But I can't predict the future. And my feeling could very much just be the nervousness flowing through my body. So here goes nothing.

I grabbed Michaels face and cupped his cheeks, pressing a long kiss to his lips. When I pulled away he was smiling.

"Let's do this." He said grinning at me. A small smile crept onto my lips. No matter how much I didn't like this, I knew at the end of the day the love we felt for each other would be the same.

I got out of the car and asked Michael to pop the trunk. He did so and I grabbed my bag, Michael followed close behind me.

I slowly walked up the small walkway to the front door of my old house. The smell of my mothers flowers filled my nose. I couldn't help but smile; I missed the smell so much. As hard as that is to admit.

I stopped in front of the front door. It was a big brown door with a small oval window in the middle. Gold trim outlining most of the details. I took a deep breath before looking at Michael. He was smiling so hard. He was so excited. It made me happy to see him like this. I just pray that all goes well.

"Are you gonna knock or just stare at the door..." he laughed, raising an eyebrow at me. I didn't realize how long I had been standing in front of the door. Just. staring at it.

I raised my hand and tapped 3 times. It only took a few second before I saw my moms face in the window. Smiling at me so excitedly.

"Gwen!" She opened the door and wrapped me in her arms. I hesitated for a moment before resting. God did I miss my mom.

"oh I missed you! it's been so quite without you here. Eleanor has been so kept to herself since you left." She smiled at me before rubbing my shoulders.

Eleanor. Oh my god. How could I completely forget about my sister?! I haven't seen her in almost an entire year. This is her senior year and she's almost done with school and I haven't talked to her in so long.

I felt a pang of guilt hit me. How could I forget about my own little sister?

"Oh! Hello! I'm Gwens mother. But you can call me Abigail." My mom smiled before reaching her hand out and shaking Michael.

"Hello. I'm Michael. Could I call you Mrs. S?" Michael half smiled. Mrs. A? Really?

"Sure!" My mom laughed. "Come in, come in." she invited us inside. I stepped inside of the house. Already smelling the aroma of my moms cinnamon candles. God did I hate the smell when I lived here, but somehow now, I don't mind it. Not at all.

"Mom have you seen my- GWEN!" Eleanor jumped the remaining 3 steps at the bottom of the stairs, running towards me. I dropped my bags and opened my arms, preparing myself for my sisters jump.

Her body slung onto me, almost knocking me down. Her legs wrapped around my torso and her arms were just about chocking me. I couldn't help but laugh at her. I missed her so much.

"GWEN MARIE STEVENS HOW COULD YOU NOT TALK TO YOUR LITTLE SISTER FOR ALMOST A FULL YEAR YOU ASS." She yelled jumping off of me. Her eyes traveled to Michael before they got so big I thought they'd fall out of her head. "Please someone tell me why Michael Gordon Clifford is standing in my living room before I scream." She said gulping.

"Oh. This is Micha-"

"I know who iT IS IM ASKING WHY HE'S IN MY HOUSE." She interrupted me.

"He's my boyfriend." I said raising my eyebrows and smiling widely.

"You- you're- you're dating Michael Clifford? Are you joking? Like are you just messing with me?" She shook her head and stepped back.

"No. I'm serious." I grabbed Michaels hand and intertwined our fingers. Eleanor stopped and looked at my mom before falling backwards into the floor.

"ELI." My mom yelled before rushing to her side. I dropped to the floor next to my mom.

Did my sister just faint.

"Eli?" I asked moving the hair out of her face. She groaned and grabbed the back of her head. "Fuck." She groaned.

"Eleanor Lynn Stevens. Just because you fainted does not mean I won't slap your mouth for using those kind of words around me." My mom warned. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Sorry." She said, standing up, clinging to my shoulder.

"Uhm. Well. That was a terrible impression for meeting my girlfriends sister." Michael laughed. Eli's knees buckled again. Making me grab her more tightly.

"I am sorry for fainting and probably making my brain bleed but I love your band more than the air I breath." She said sighing, "I saw pictures of you too but I didn't know it was Gwen. The pictures were always really blurry and I couldn't make out her face. It looked familiar but never in a million years would I have guessed it was actually my own dang sister."

"Well.... surprise." I said half smiling, "We're going to be staying here for the next 2 days. Because as you know, Michael has to tour for 6 whole months."

"Wait, you're Michael Clifford? As in the one who's best friends with that Ashton boy? Eli aren't you in love with that Ashton boy?" My mother asked wrinkling her eyebrows together.

"Yes..." Eli's face grew red as michaels face grew a grin.

"How this is so ironic!" my mother laughed, "Eli has your face all over her wall!"

"MOM!" Eli loudly whispered.

I couldn't help but laugh along with my mom. It WAS kind of funny.

the feeling that this was a bad idea changed into me feeling like this was a great idea. I'm so happy to be home. And I'm glad I can spend these last 2 nights, with Michael. He's met everyone, except my dad. Which he's probably working.

It's going to be a great weekend.

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GUESS WHOS BACK. BACK AGAIN. MENAS BACK. TELL A FRIEND.

OMFG HI. it's been so long. I stopped writing bc of some personal problems but I'm bACK. I'll try to update soon. 😅 stay tuned 😘