Dark Paradise (A Michael Clifford fanfiction)

Chapter 17

I woke up to a familiar smell of laundry detergent and slight cologne. I wrapped Michael's Blink 182 hoodie closer around my body and breathed deep to take in the smell. My peace was disturbed a burst through my door and loud yelling.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIOLET!" I groaned and rolled over.
"It's not my birthday." I said sleepily.
"Guys," Alice said from the bed next to me. "July 8th, not June 18th."
"Oh." said Calum, Luke, Michael and Ashton all at the same time.
"But we got you a present..." Calum said with a puppy dog face.
"Return it." I said rolling over.
"Umm, not really something you can return." Ashton stated.
"Well, what is it?" I sat up and looked at them.
"It's nothing big, just tickets to the fair for all of us." Ashton continued to explain.
Michael walked over to my bed and sat next to me. "Violet?" he said.
"Yes?"
"You know its 2:00 in the afternoon right?"
"Oh cool." I said sarcastically, then grabbed my phone. "Thank you guys. What time is the fair?"
"Tomorrow at 11." I groaned at the "11"
---The next day---
I woke up at 10 for hair and makeup and French braided my hair, yet it still nearly went down to my hip. My makeup was kind of heavy, champagne shadow with thick lined eyes, and the closest foundation color I could find to my pure white face.
Alice looked beautiful like always, shoulder length auburn hair and bright green eyes with grey shadow and heavy liner like mine. Her cheekbones were sharper than a diamonds and eyebrows perfectly arched and sat perfectly above her eyes.
Brooklyn on the other hand, had light dirty blonde hair and eyes like emeralds. She was tall and stick skinny. Her dream was to be an actress or a model or maybe even both. She wants to move to the states, New York or California. She's Australian, but has the American dream.
"Ready?" Brooklyn asked.
"Yeah." I smiled and walked out.
Once again we all pilled, probably illegaly, into one tiny car. On the way we stopped and got drinks at a local cafe.
"Luke don't get coffee you're going to puke!" Michael stated slapping him on the head.
"It's not like I ride those death machines anyway." he said rubbing his head.
"What are you scared?" Brooklyn said, "I'll hold your hand." she said giggling.
Luke's face turned the exact shade of a tomato and his eyes lit up like jewels.
"Lucas Hemmings! Close your mouth!" I said slapping his jaw, giggling.
When we arrived there was mostly small children, a few teenagers and parents holding their heads and trying to control their children.
I gasped when I saw a roller coaster with high drops and corkscrews and giant loops. "Michael! We have to ride that!"
He calmly sipped his coffee and looked in my direction "Not happening."
"Michael! Don't be a wuss come on!"
"Nope."
"Do it for me." I said and shot him a pouty face.
"Violet, you kill me." He said laughing and shaking his head
"yes!" I shouted so loud all the venders and people around me looked over before continuing on.
Michael tossed his coffee in the trash and grabbed my hand. I couldn't help but smile.
Michael bought the ridiculous picture of us riding the ride, our hair was all over but we were both happy and holding hands.
By the end of the night my Doctor Marten boots were killing my feet.
"Alice, my feet hurt I whined.
"Here babe get on my back."
Babe. I felt my legs turn to noodles.
I jumped on Michael's back and held him as close as I possibly could, yet I still wanted him closer.
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Guys! I'm sorry I'm not updating as much my computer is broken so I kind of write instead of do my work oops. I HAVE A C FOR YOU ALL <3 but I promise I will update more or at least try. Do you guys like my story so far?? I'm very excited for it and yes I promise it will get better, I have a little writers block right now. love you guys <3