Life isn't like the movies

Chapter 2

The strong smell of hairspray filled my senses I could tell it was a new location maybe I was in my room not likely I don't use hair spray , I couldn't open my eyes was it due to pain or is it the fear in my bones ... I believe an hour past and I opened my eyes seeing an unfamiliar place it was an area filled with chocolate brown and cream seats , I swear the kitchen had pop tarts which made me crave them so bad ... Looking around it was in the middle of the night so nobody was here the boredom soon took over thank fuck I had headphones and my phone , my phone which was still on 67% few minutes later I became super pissed off as Netflix was down and American horror story had just added new episodes it could of been the worst day of my life but the crash didn't matter NETFLIX WAS DOWN... I could tell the rage was making my hair frizz as it does at that moment that galaxy hair boy walked in and at that moment I knew ... He was the person who smelt of hairspray, his skin was pale but his lips were plump and a pinky red ombré I couldn't even fault his outfit jeans and a band tee like wayyyyyyyyyy better than mine there was an awkward silence between us both until it was broke by him " hi I'm Michael Clifford " ...