Exception [M.Clifford)

3 // settle down

calum and i spent the next few hours playing video games and watching family guy.

i yawned, taking out my phone to see what i had missed. i had three missed calls and ten texts from Katie.

answer your phone, please.

are we really going to end things like this?

fine then, Michael. i guess we'll just discuss this tomorrow in second period.

i rolled my eyes, not even bothering to text her back. i decided to focus on the episode of family guy that was on tv instead.

"i'm tired," calum stated.

"it's only like nine," i replied, not bothering to take my eyes off the tv.

"it's eleven thirty..." calum trailed off.

"oh shit, i'm spending the night," i informed him, "i'm too lazy to walk home."

he laughed, "okay, i'm going to bed."

"night bro," i said, standing up and taking my pants off, so i was wearing only my boxers and shirt.

"night," he said, walking to his bedroom.

i walked over to the hall cupboard, grabbing myself a blanket. once i did that, i made myself comfortable on the couch, and quickly fell asleep.

the next day at school was pretty uneventful, until second period that is. i walked into the class, and sat in my seat, not paying any attention to Katie.

"michael, can we talk?" she asked.

i ignored her.

"don't act like that," she whined.

i took my phone out of my pocket and began playing some random game, i think it was called crossy road?

"michael," she tried again.

by this point the teacher had began teaching, but i didn't even bother to listen to what he was saying. i just continued playing my game.

"clifford!' mr. hernandez called, "having fun on that phone?"

"as a matter of fact yes, i actually am," i stated.

"would you mind putting your phone away?" he asked.

"would you mind shutting the hell up?" i retorted, earning a few laughs from the other students.

"detention today, after school," he replied.

"okay," i said, even though i had absolutely no intentions of going.

after mr. hernandez turned away, katie turned towards me again, "i just wanted to let you know that our little fight yesterday was stupid, i'm willing to accept your apology if you decide to say sorry."

i laughed, "say sorry for what?"

she looked confused at me, "for your little episode yesterday? you know walked out on me?"

"i was serious, it was fun while it lasted," i replied.

"so that's it? our relationship is just over?" she questioned.

"if you'd call it a relationship," i shrugged, looking towards the front of the room so mr. hernandez would at least think i was listening.

"i can't stand you," katie said, with tears in her eyes.

"why the hell are you crying?"

"because i can't stand you," she repeated.

"not what you were saying when you were all up on my dick a few minutes ago," i smirked.

"michael, katie, is there something you'd like to discuss with the class?"

i rolled my eyes, "would you like me to tell the class what we were talking about?"

he crossed his arms, "yes."

i stood up from my seat, "katie won't get off my dick," i began, "she seems to think that we had an actual relationship, when we really didn't.

some kid in the front of the class laughed.

"so," i continued, "i was just trying to inform her that this thing is done."

mr. hernandez cleared his throat, "um, thanks for sharing, michael."

"anytime," i smiled.

as he went back to teaching, i turned towards katie, who was rather red, "so, babe, you get the point? this thing we have is over."

"fuck you, michael clifford!" she yelled, getting the attention of the whole class.

"simmer down, little one," i laughed.

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authors note:

michael, you fucking asshole.

no, just kidding.

i actually love him .