Shelby's POV
"Flight 43 to Los Angeles is now boarding"
I board my plane and take a seat next to the window. Since it wasn't that long of a ride, I was just going to listen to music. I wanted to just sleep because my anxiety was terrible right now, not only because I was seeing Michael, but flying kinda terrified me. All I could think about was seeing Michael in the airport and I would get butterflies in my stomach.
"We are now landing in Los Angeles"
I get off the plane, alone, since the rest of the band were flying different places, and walk into the airport. This was it. I was looking everywhere for that bright green hair, when I noticed a different unnatural color of hair. Red. And attached to it was him. The guy I had fallen for in such a short time. The guy that was running towards me and now hugging me. He picked me up and swung me around while kissing me. His soft, red lips connected with mine and sent goosebumps all over my body. I wanted to live in this moment for the rest of my life.
"I'm so happy to finally hold you in my arms." Michael whispers into my ear. "I'm so happy to finally be in your arms." I reply, which earns a small chuckle from him. He lets go of me, but immediately grabs my hand and guides me towards the door, "Let's get you home."
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Warped Love
FanfictionShelby is on Warped tour, a dream of hers. When Michael Clifford stumbles upon her, what will happen when these two collide?