Your friend (for a while now, about 3 months) invited you to the park. It was a beautiful sunny and warm day, with a gentle summer breeze. You walked until you noticed him on the park bench. He had bleach blonde hair that was messily spiked. His name was Michael Clifford.
When you made eye contact with eachother, he got up and walked to you, smiling. "Hey Y/N," he said with an adorable smile. He wore a snapback hat, plain gray muscle tee, and black skinny jeans. You smiled back.
"Hey, Michael." You guys started waking on the dusty path. You were so close your shoulders almost brushed against one another. As he spoke to you, you dazed off getting caught in his eyes. The light hit them in a way that made them sparkle like diamonds.
After an hour waking around the breathtakingly gorgeous park, he faced you and asked, "Y/N, you hungry? I know the BEST pizza place in town."
"I could eat," you said with a smirk.
"C'mon, I'll drive."
He led you to his car in the parking lot. You got into his car and he drove to the small pizza restaurant.
You got in, and as the waiter walked you to your table, you looked back at Michael to see him smiling softy, staring at you.
You sat down and got situated, and you browsed through the menu.
"Y/N?" you heard him say. You looked up. He had a nervous smile.
"Yea?" You asked.
"The past month or so I've been wondering if...." he gave a nervous laugh. "Nevermind, you don't want to..." He trailed off.
You reached across the table with your palm up, signaling for him to take your hand. He trustingly dropped his palm onto yours. You smiled, reassuringly.
"You were saying, Michael?"
"I want to be your girlfriend. I mean-- I want you to be my boyfriend. Wait no I mean--"
"Yes."
"Wait, what?"
"I'll be your girlfriend, Michael."
"Even though I'm a screwup?"
You giggled, "at least you had the nerve to make a move. I wanted to ask you out since a week after we met."
You guys ordered a pizza pie to share, then you walked back out hand in hand. You got into his car and he drove you back to the beach where he walked with you until sunset.
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Book of Michael Clifford Imagines
Teen FictionINTRO: Hello. So I'm new to wattpad and I have no clue what I'm doing so bear with me. It seems pretty easy so far; I just type and save. Anyway here is a book of short Mikey imagines. They do not continue to the next chapter unless it says 2 or so...
