**Viola**
My mother told me not to fall in love with band members. If you meet one and they feel the same, they'll just fuck you and leave you. "Sex is all they care for."
Not Michael, no. The Michael Clifford I know just wants to cuddle, maybe in his boxers. He'll get pizza and set up a video game for us to play. He wasn't the type to have a one night stand.
She also said that band members will just cause depression and you'll show your weaknesses to their fans. Now she was right there.
My Michael did leave for awhile, and he knew about my hate. Reading the hate showed my weakness, and my blue side.
He always knew how to cheer me up. "Pizza and movie time!" He'd always say after calming me down on his shoulder.
"What movie?" I'd look at him and he'd smile.
"HAIRSPRAY!" I'd roll my eyes and lay back as he'd order the pizza and get the movie.
Now he's on tour, and I'm just writing my feelings in this journal. Going to hide this for as long as I can.
Hope Michael doesn't find it. If he did, he'd find some dark ass shit about me. And about our relationship that only I know.
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Perks of Being a Band Member's Girlfriend
Random"This can be worked out. I promise." I wiped her tears away. "You keep saying that. I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
