13) "Oh my god...Mikey!!"

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A/N~ my poor baby Mikey :'(

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A/N~ my poor baby Mikey :'(

Clarissa's POV:

I arrived at the concert about an hour before it started. So, how do I do this?
Mikey told me to talk to the security guards and say that I'm Clarissa Brookes. He also said he showed the ones by the door my picture so I just have to get past them.

I walk up to the doors and address the security guards.
"Hi? I'm Clarissa Brookes, I believe Michael showed you a picture of me. He wanted me to go backstage with him." I put on my best winning smile.

One of the men, (out of two) gets out a sheet of paper and looks from it to me a few times and then says
"Ah, yes. The pretty girl. Hey, hit me up while you're here." he winked.
I scowled in disgust.
This guy was the size of a house and like 4 feet tall. Not to mention, he's like 40.
His partner thankfully noticed my expression and saves me.

"John!" He scolds.
The nasty guy, who's name is obviously John, gives my hero a look of confusion.

"Look, miss, you can just go on backstage through that door in the back." Says the hero.
I send him a thank you smile and make my way over to the door, looking behind my shoulder only to see the two guards arguing. I laugh and keep moving forward.
That's cute.

I get more and more nervous as I get closer and closer to the door.

Suddenly, I'm right in front of the door. I'm as nervous as I'll ever be, yet as excited as I'll ever be. I'm not sure if I'm ready or not. There's a thousand questions running through my head at the moment, none of them I can answer.
-what if he thinks I'm weird? Or ugly?
-what if he doesn't like me?
-what if this was all a joke?
-what if the rest of the band doesn't like me?
-what am I supposed to say?

Lots of what ifs.
My mother always told me not to ask what ifs.
Well, I'm as ready as I'll ever be. Might as well do this now.

I hesitantly reach out and pull on the door handle. It opens with a creak.

I'm suddenly being stared at with 4 different pairs of eyes.
First, I see light brown, (Ashhhh) almost hazel. Then to the right, I see, green eyes. (MIKEY YAY!) then I see a piercing blue. (Lukey bæ I love you babe) then over one last time, I'm met with dark brown eyes. (Calummmm)

(A/N~ I have no idea why I spelled Calum and Ash like that..don't judge me.)
I give a small smile, nervously.

"Liss!!!" Mikey shouts and runs towards me, jumping on me. He engulfs me into a huge hug. The only thing is, I'm like, carrying him.
I almost have him but then I fall over on my back and Michael lands on top of me.
He smirks.
"Hey, I like this position." He winks.
I roll my eyes.
Then he leans down and kisses my neck once. Just a peck.

"Oh my god...Mikey!!"

"Uh, well, you two have fun. I think we're just gonna, um, leave you two alone." Ash says and walks away, Calum and Luke on his heels.
Oml. How will I survive. What is this boy doing to me?

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