I Got You (Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Chapter 43 - Alabama!

Ashton's POV (10:45)

Yay! We just stopped at McDonalds here in Selma, Alabama. I have never really liked breakfast at McDonalds but it's what we get. I'll have to remember to go shopping somewhere for more breakfast ingredients. Of course I'm in charge of ordering our food but I am the only one that will remember what everyone wants anyway.

"Wait! Ashton!" I hear Mari say as she practically sprints off the bus. She seems so glad to be outside in the fresh air. She keeps stretching now that she is in front of me and has caught up.

"Yes? You seem so eager to get out of there." I say with a slight laugh in my voice.

"Yeah I am...I mean, I just wanted to come with you and help." She says with a smile. She is totally hiding something.

"What's wrong? What happened to you?" I ask now with slight concern in my voice. She is starting to worry me because I have only ever seen her happy and loving life, not hiding behind some fake smile.

"N-Nothing! I...just come on." She says as she grabs my wrist and pulls me to the entrance of McDonalds. Maybe she is super hungry. Like as hungry as a man and she just doesn't want me suspect anything. Sure lets go with that.

🍳🍩after getting breakfast🍩🍳

Mari's POV

Thank god he didn't keep pushing me. I don't want anyone to worry about me like that. It's no big deal that I'm clostraphobic but I don't want everyone to know everything that is wrong with me. It's bad enough the manager had to order 6 months worth of my medicine. I'm not that messed up that I will need that much.

The boys are going to be gone a lot though doing concerts, interviews, and stuff like that. I think I might just stay on the bus for when they go though. I wouldn't want to freak out about the big crowds or stuff like that. This might not be as easy as I thought.

Once we are back on the bus a feel that same feeling again. Like I'm being crushed like a bug under someone's shoe...more like a steamroller. But I can get through this. Being in those bunks make my head spin which makes me nauseous. Not to mention the bus moves so that doesn't help. Last night wasn't so bad though. Being with Michael really helped. Not to mention the little make out session we had before that. He of course had to tell me what happened last night because I have my amnesia but I do still remember hearing him and Luke and their conversation. But I can still somehow remember that...that kiss...Wow, just...wow. I think the doctor said something about me remembering things if they cause great emotion, and I'm know that did.

"Hey, your back! I thought you had ran away or something, because if I had the chance to get away from us weirdos... Then I would take it, but I'm in the band and they are my mates so I won't do that." Calum says as he comes over and grabs his food. What a pig, not even a thank you, but he is Anita's pig so I'll deal with it.

"Hey Mari, can I talk to you?" Michael asks as he pops out from him bunk. Why is he still in bed.😊what a lazy butt.

"Yeah, sure" I say as I make my way over to the counter to put the rest of the food down. "What's up?" I say as he leads me to the back room.

"What are we? Are we a couple now, or are we just... I don't know I'm confused. I don't want to label us something and get it wrong." He says while holding my hand now. He has really soft hands. Wait, back to the point. I guess I never really thought about it. I do want to date Michael but I still feel that if I do then I will mess his life up. But another part of me knows it will be hard to live without him.

"Well, what do you think we are?" I ask trying to let him decide so,I can stop thinking so hard.

"Well, um...how about I make this easier." He says as he comes closer to me. "Marielena? Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks as he holds both of my hands to his chest height.

"Yes Clifford, I will be your girlfriend." I say with a smile. He pulls me in and gives me a big kiss. Knowing the others are right down the hall, I pull back and give him a hug. I breath in his scent of aftershave. How lovely. How perfect.