All Time Low • «Clifford»✔️

part sixteen

song: dear maria, count me in • all time low

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michael: what does pete wentz say to a kid on a rollercoaster?

dylan: don't faLL OUT BOY

michael: OMG

dylan: we should tell yo mama jokes

michael: yo mama so ugly, one direction went in the other direction

dylan: you stole mine

michael: lol soz

dylan: damn it i'm so bad at yo mama jokes

michael: you suggested it

dylan: i know that you idiot

michael: meow

dylan: not again

michael: i'm coming over

dylan: okay

michael: i have to ask you something

dylan: okay.

dylan didn't know why michael was acting off, but she was about to find out. she waited patiently for michael to pull in her driveway.

there was a soft knock on her front door about fifteen minutes later and she opened it slowly.

instead of a hug, dylan was greeted with lips pressed to hers. she was stunned, but realized it was michael, and relaxed.

"that's what i wanted to tell you," he smiled. "also, did you want to come on a date with me tomorrow night?"

"yeah. wait, isn't tomorrow the all time low concert?" dylan asked.

"yep. that's gonna be our first date," michael nodded.

dylan let him in and they both sat on the couch. she was acting awkward because she now knew he liked her and she's liked him for a while now. she didn't want to admit it though.

"is it mutual?" michael spoke up.

"what?" dylan looked over at him.

"the feeling. is it mutual?" michael looked her in the eyes.

dylan nodded and that made michael smile.