12 // it's personal

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for what seems like the thousandth time since i had woken up this morning, my phone vibrated, signaling that katie was once again attempting to call me. in all honesty, it was getting on my nerves. once the vibrating stopped, i pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the notifications, they mostly consisted of texts from her begging for me to talk to her.

michael, answer.

look, i'm sorry.

babe, i miss you.

can you reply?

we need to talk about us.

why aren't you answering?!

where are you michael?

i saw your mom right now, she said you're at the park with your friends and some girl?!

who is she??

michael clifford, answer your phone right now.

i rolled my eyes, and locked my phone, over reading the texts from her.

"what's wrong?" taylor asked, i hadn't even noticed she was looking at me.

"i have an obsessed ex, that's what's wrong," i said, with no emotion whatsoever in my voice.

"ew, why would anyone be obsessed with you?"

i didn't even bother responding, i just pushed her over from her position sitting.

"fucking asshole," she exclaimed, but i could tell she was joking.

"that's my middle name," i smirked.

"bro, your middle name is-"

"do not!" i yelled, stopping calum while he was still ahead of himself.

"why not?" calum asked

"because, why does my middle name need to be out in the open?!" i replied.

"we're all friends," ashton stated.

"yeah, like a squad," taylor chimed in, "but you're not a part of it because we hate you, mikey."

"then what's your middle name, taylor?" i questioned her, figuring she wouldn't like being put on the spot like that.

"marie," she informed me.

"oh," i said, quietly.

"now what's yours?"

"it's personal."

"god, i hate you," she laughed.

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a/n:

• more mikey and taylor, aw.

• katie, stop u obsessive bitch.

• hahaha yall are either gonna love/hate taylor next chapter

•comment/vote!!

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