Crush || m.clifford

Chapter 4

A peaceful Saturday morning. I was home alone and woke up pretty early so I decided to make myself some blueberry pancakes with bacon. I put reruns of Gossip girl in the background to fill the silence, besides the sizzling from the pan. Today I just planned on having some me time and relaxing. Plus it's the weekend so I won't need to stress about school till Sunday night. Sigh. Soon my meal was done and I brought it over to the couch and got comfortable.

Ding

Ding

Ding

I hear constant ringing and I sigh as I just got comfortable. I find my phone under a pillow and see missed text from Michael

Morning sunshine

What you up to 2day?

Can I come over ???

??

???????

Just as I was about to reply a loud bang comes from the door and I got up to look at the peephole to see Michael sticking his tongue out, making me laugh. I opened the door and he wasted no time getting in.

"Yumm I smell pancakes" he said as he made his way over to the smell, then picking it up by his hands and taking a huge, HUGE, bite of the pancake, making me lightly shove him with his face stuffed with pancake.

"Michael!" I whined, picking up the plate and holding it near me as I continue to eat it and keep it safe.

"Sorry, but you know how much I love your pancakes" he laughed and took a seat across from me.

"Anyways what are you doing here?" I asked glancing between him and the tv.

"Do I need an excuse to see my favourite person?" Michael teased. This made my heart race. Just a little bit. Okay maybe I lot but I tired to play it cool by eating some bacon.

I sighed as the credits roll on the tv before deciding to just turn it off and revert my attention to Michael. Although I was more so waiting for him to continue speaking. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Fineee, well Luke said you wanted to talk" he said

"Why did he say that?" I sighed. Don't tell me Luke is trying to get involved with my feelings towards Michael. I think I'm doing fine just keeping it all hidden.

"I don't know. He just said that you wanted to talk about the party" he shrugged

"The party ?"

"You know..... the most recent party we went to" he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Ooh," I said , clicking my tongue to the roof of my mouth, dramatically pointing my finger, "yes that party" I lightly chuckled.

"I don't know why he thinks I want to talk about the party, I mean what is there to talk about?" I lightly laughed hoping to get off the subject and making a mental note in my mind to visit Luke and yell at him. Okay maybe not yell, how about a very stern talking to.

Michael shrugged, licking his lips and brushing his hands through his hair. Making me stare at him and his gorgeous features. It seemed like something finally clicked as Michael quickly snapped his hands, it was like you could see a lightbulb turn on, on top of his head. "Is this about the kiss?"

I opened my mouth slightly, not expecting him to remember that it actually happened. I actually didn't quite know what to say. I look back and fourth between him and the stairs wondering if I should just get up and bolt. Obviously that would be a ridiculous option so I just sighed. "Maybe" I mumbled. Hoping he wouldn't hear it but since it's just the two of us in the house, it was pretty silent so he most likely heard me.