"michael?" i heard a voice say.
"huh," i replied, not even fully awake. not much had happened after taylors house, calum had dropped me off and i passed out as soon as i got home.
"did you want to go get some breakfast?"
i sat up and looked towards my bedroom door, "sure mom, give me like 10 minutes."
she turned to leave before pausing in the doorway, "mikey?"
"yes?"
"invite calum, alright?"
i laughed, "okay mom."
and with that she nodded and closed my bedroom door.
i picked my phone up and quickly dialed calums number, he picked up on the third ring, surprisingly enough.
"whats up?"
"get ready," i demanded.
"for what? it's like 9 in the morning," he whined.
"my mom wants to take us to breakfast," i replied.
"are you guys going to pick me up?"
"yes calum," i replied, rolling my eyes.
"okay," he said, and before i had a chance to respond, he hung up.
i stood up from my bed and walked over to the pile of clothes in the corner of my room. i grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans, and baggy black tank top, i was almost positive it was calums but who cares. i got dressed quickly before grabbing my phone off the nightstand and going downstairs.
"ready?" my mom asked, looking up from her phone.
"yeah," i nodded.
"oh michael," she sighed, looking me up and down, "i wish you'd wear some more color."
"who needs color," i said, with a shrug.
she rolled her eyes, grabbing her purse off the coffee table, "cmon."
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Exception [M.Clifford)
Fanfic" you are the only exception... " ••• in which michael is an asshole who doesn't care about anyone or anything except himself... until taylor comes around at least.
