Records ||m.c||

::one::

ASTRID'S POV

"Excuse me?" Michael asked shocked not sure if I was serious.

I don't care how many girls stay up at night to stalk him on twitter. Unless he is looking for records I don't give a single shit about why he's even here. I just want to go home, blast some Blink-182 and sleep possibly devour some cake if I can find some.

"Look are you looking for something or are you just gonna practice some poses for the paparazzi?" I rolled my eyes already feed up with his ego.

"No I wasn't really looking for anything in particular but it seems like you found me." He replied checking me out as if i didnt just basically tell him to fuck off.

"Are you serious?! If you want a record hurry up because we are about to close, I'm the only one here, I'm tired, this is my third shift, and haven't aten in hours." I ranted out of breath.The smirk slowly fading from his face into a face of... sympathy?

"Look I'm sorry.." He checked my name tag. "Astrid. Maybe I can make it up to you by getting some pizza?" This time he actually sounded like he meant it.

I was about to say no as my stomach growled as if on cue. "Okay" I said barely above a whisper already done with the day.

Michael smiled and grabed my arm after purchasing a green day record, it happened to be the one on my shirt atleast he had a good music taste.

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As we were finishing up the pizza a sworm of flashes flickered through the window.

"Ah fuck" he muttered under his breath. The paps have arrived.

Instead of ditching me and running to my surprise he laced fingers with me and ran through the back. I wasn't exactly sure why I went out to eat pizza with a stranger let alone run away to god knows where but I was, and I was going as fast as my feet would take me. Before we could run out of the rain and into the car the paparazzi already got a decent amount of photos of us. I was too busy trying to process how people would react at school when they found out about this to notice michael's lips brushing mine.

I was shocked at first, me from about an hour ago would have punched him in the balls and ran away but it just... felt right. His soft pink lips made my thoughts mixed up and all I could focus on was this boy with a childish smile and bright red hair.

What the hell is happening to me?