Freedom

2. Games

Courtney's POV

What? Did Michael Clifford just ask me to go to a party? I had no idea what to say or if I should go or not. I mean there were so many things that could go wrong but so many that could go perfectly fine. I didn't want to risk just being invited so I could be humiliated but I also was curious as to what goes on at this type of party. I'd never been to one my whole college life.

I decided to order a drink and just go home and think about it on the way there. I went to the counter and ordered my usual, a vanilla bean frappe with caramel drizzle. Plain but delicious in my opinion. I left and took the long way back to my apartment, which cut through a small playground. I walked slowly, mostly due to the amount of thinking that was being done. I really wanted to go to the party but there was still a small part of me begging myself to just stay home and watch Teen Wolf. I knew eventually I'd have to start going out though so I mean why not go to a damn party for once!

It was about 7:30 at night, so when I approached the playground there weren't any children, just a couple of rusty swings and a slide. I walked over and sat on one of the swings, praying the metal chains didn't snap under the weight of a fully grown female. I got my phone out of my book bag and opened Instagram once again to reply to Michael. I typed a response on the direct message he had sent previously.

@ courtneydawwwn: uh sure, when is it?

I soon received a new message from Michael which was a selfie of him. Shirtless. Shit.

@ michaelgclifford: this Saturday, make sure u wear something sexy Court ;)

Well fuck. He's shirtless and is asking me to wear something sexy. Perfect. Ok I'll just not reply. Yeah that'll work.

I swung back and forth for a while, sipping away my drink from the coffee shop, which ironically didn't even have coffee in it. I didn't really want to go home because Sam would probably have her boyfriend Ashton over again. Ashton Irwin was in Michael's friend group I believe. I wasn't too sure though because every time he was over, I'd just stay in my room. Sometimes he'd just hang around in the kitchen or on our couch shirtless and not even mind me seeing him. But his six pack was certainly making me more and more uncomfortable each time I walked in the room.

Too. Much. Hot.

Anyways, they've been dating for two years now as I've recently been told by Sam. I hadn't been around for the first year and a half though because she and I just moved in together this year after meeting in a class last spring.

I decided it was best to just go home and chill out on YouTube. I haven't been getting too much exercise lately so I made the quick choice to jog back to the apartment. Good thing I wore sweats and my running shoes today.

Running helped clear my head some which was a big help. I got home quickly and unlocked the door and headed straight for the kitchen. I hadn't had dinner except for my drink so I grabbed a banana and a few leftover slices of cold pizza from the fridge and went to see what Sam was up to. I went down the hall and knocked on her door. She muttered a go away but I opened the door anyways.

She was sprawled out on her bed in just her undergarments watching Cake Boss on Netflix.

"Same, Sam, same," I said and shut the door quietly behind me. It was a usual for us to see each other with hardly any clothing on, I mean we lived together and we didn't exactly have anyone over except Ashton and when he came over Sam warned me first so I wouldn't just walk into the kitchen naked or anything.

I went back down the hall to my bathroom since I had just been running for about half a mile. I was sweaty and smelled like I just crawled out of the pits of hell. I took a quick shower and didn't even bother drying my hair afterwards. I just threw it up into a bun and went to my room. I closed my door and changed into my dad's old Green Day tee shirt he gave me before I went to college, because I used to steal it from him, and some athletic shorts.

I plopped down on my bed and snuggled up under the covers. I reached for my laptop on my bedside table and pulled up Club Penguin. When Sam and I are bored, we sometimes get on there and use cuss words or say weird stuff and see how long it takes us to get banned. As I was typing my login, I realized I wasn't exactly in the mood for the harassment of young people, so I closed the tab and pulled up one of my favorite video game websites since I was maybe ten. I picked my headphones with the microphone attachment on them and plugged them in, put them on, and prepared to start telling everyone what to do, as usual. I logged in and searched for a game that sounded the least bit interesting.

I couldn't find any so I decided to just look at the 'Players Near You' tab and see if anyone I knew wanted to play anything. I scrolled through the short list and found an interesting URL.

'MichaelGCLovesPika'

Well let's see, who do I know by the name of Michael? I only knew Michael Clifford but surely there were other Michaels with the last two initials 'GC'.
I ended up messaging the player and asked, "Is this Michael Clifford?"

A few minutes later came a reply saying, "yeah and u are who exactly? I don't know anyone by the name 'iwillDestr0yYou' in real life"

"This is Courtney from History of Rock. I saw you in my Players Near Me tab, wanna play something? You can choose what!"

"OMG HI COURTNEY!!! Are you sure you can destroy me?"

"Pretty sure. Are you sure you love Pika?"

"Very sure. Ok let's play"

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"Oh my god Michael!" I whisper yelled into my mic as my eyes strained to see the screen after staring at it for so long, "it's nearly three in the morning!"

He laughed and said, "No way! I didn't even realize! I guess that's what drinking does to you while playing!"

We had now been playing random games on that website for nearly six and a half hours without any breaks. I'd been having so much fun talking to him and beating his ass at most everything. Especially League of Legends.

"Damn it Michael I have classes tomorrow. I really should be getting to sleep!" I said started to actually realize how late it really was.

"Ok then I guess I'll see you Saturday. Bye Court!" He said and ended the session.

I can't believe it. I thought I was going to hate him when I first saw him. I mean you can't blame me; he was hot as hell, had tattoos covering his arms(A/N it's the tattoos he currently has in June 2015 so she's exaggerating a bit), and an eyebrow piercing. Of course I was going to think he was a punk bad boy, but after spending however many hours just now playing video games with him and seeing how he truly is, I've changed my mind.

Completely.

SUCKY CHAPTER IK BUT I WAS WATCHING MIKEY'S LIVESTREAM THING WHERE HE WAS PLAYING LEAGUE OF LEGENDS AND WAS INSPIRED OK OK HOPE YOU LIKED IT AND IF YOU WANT YOU CAN COMMENT AND GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK ABOUT HOW ITS COMING ALONG

YOU CAN HATE IF YOU WANT IDC I CAN TAKE HARSH CRITICISM

CALLIE XX

ps again that's the pic at the top that MIKEY sent court lol it's so hard to find dark haired shirtless mikey pics