Drunken DMs

Chapter 5

Leah

I walked back to my apartment, ignoring the world. Who was she to say that? She doesn't know shit, Michael Clifford himself, has been there for me more so than she has over the last few weeks! I thought to myself.

I walked inside and flung my self on my bed, just lying there. It wasn't long later, that I felt my phone vibrate from underneath me. I looked at the screen and saw two notifications, one from Ambur on Kik, and one new text message from Michael. I opened the message from Ambur first

From Ambur: what the bitch do? I saw your tweet!

To Ambur: she was half an hour late! Ugh and then she said it was because she was at jakes! I'm sorry that's not a fucking excuse to be late. Then she went on to say she's in love with him. But she's had that many guys in the time I've known her she wouldn't be in love! But what she fucking said next. Nuh I'm so fucking done!

From Ambur: what the bitch say?

To Ambur: that I couldn't talk because I'm in love with a guy that doesn't even know I exist! And that I'd never get a boyfriend if I kept liking his band and shit. Funny that she doesn't know that while I was waiting for her, I was texting him 😂

From Ambur: you're texting him? Wtf! When did this happen? But seriously Georgia is a bitch! One day soon you'll be married to Michael Gordon Clifford, and have little children with coloured hair running around the house... Oh I can just see it now, you married to Mikey and me married to Lucas. And Georgia will be no where. 😂😂😂 oh god I make myself laugh

To Ambur: yeah he asked if he could have my number earlier, because he's to lazy to search for our DMs. Sweetie as much as I love you, doubt that would happen!

As I hit send, the next thing I knew I had a call coming through. I couldn't move when I saw the caller I.D, I wanted to answer it so badly! I just couldn't. Texting him and DMing him was one thing, but phone calls? Hearing his voice? I don't think I could handle that. He's Michael Clifford for God's sakes! And me? I'm just Leah.

I let the phone ring out; but then t rang again straight away. This boy doesn't give up, I said to myself. I decided to answer it, knowing he'd probably blow up my phone all night if I didn't, "Hello," my voice was so shaky
"Leah?" He asked, fuck his voice, it was so hot
"Yeah, Mikey?" I asked, "why are you calling me?"
"You didn't reply to my message, then I saw your tweet, so I messaged you again but you didn't reply,"
"Someone a bit lonely?" I asked with a slight giggle. This boy is the only guy, who could take me from mega depressed to insanely happy within minutes
"I was worried," he sighed, I couldn't help myself, I had to laugh
"You're worried? I'm fine Mikey! I didn't reply because i was about to and she arrived half an hour late," I explained, "and then she went on to say, some pretty horrible things, hence the tweet,"
"What did she say?" He asked, I didn't want to tell him what she said, that I was in love with him. I mean I couldn't be, right? You can't be in love with some one you haven't met, infatuated, yes. But not in love
"Just some horrible things, I don't really want to go into detail, it'll just upset me," I sighed,
"Okay," he sighed. It hit me then, how the fuck was I being so calm? Yeah at first my voice was shaky and I was a little nervous, but now? Now I was talking to him like he was my best friend? What the fuck? I can hardly talk to people these days, and now I was talking to my celebrity crush like it was nothing? "You sure you're okay babe?" He asked, he called me babe, what the actual fuck? I struggled enough to handle it, over DMs but now, he actually spoke those words
"I'm fine Mikey, geez," I said trying to hide the shock in voice, I don't know if it worked though, "just pissed off with what she said that's all,"
"Yeah I get that," he said, "so what are you up to?"
"Not much really, just lying on my bed, after getting home from wasting seven dollars on a glass of wine,"
"Seven dollars? Are you fucking kidding me?" He asked, sounding a little shocked, "I do not miss the prices of alcohol in Australia!"
"You shouldn't be telling me that!" I laughed, "you're still only nineteen!"
"I'm almost twenty, shut up,"
"You're still a teenager,"
"At least I'm not twenty three," he laughed, "you're so old,"
"I'm only three years older than you!"
"Still older," he was still laughing, "but older women are hotter and usually more experienced," okay, I was totally not expecting that, what the fuck is this kid on?
"What are you implying there Clifford?"
"Exactly what it says, I prefer older women,"