Drunken DMs

Chapter 17

Leah

"Why are you putting so much black shit around your eyes?" Michael asked, as he was entered the bathroom where i was doing my makeup
"because this is how I always do my makeup," I told him simply
"you don't need it,"
"I like it," I told him
"Have you always worn your makeup like this?" He asked
"Nope," I shrugged, "I started maybe at seventeen,"
"Why?"
"Originally, it was to rebel against my parents," I admitted, "same with the clothing choices,"
"I'm not complaining about your fashion sense," he said, "if anything it's fucking hot,"
"Thanks," I said quietly, he basically said I was hot. What was this boy doing to me
"But why did you change, and what did you used to look like?"
"Like I said, to rebel against my parents; and I did that because my step mum sent me to boarding school,"
"Why though?"
"What's with all the questions?" I asked
"I'm curious,"
"I don't know why you are," I told him, "I'm quite boring really," I put away my eyeshadow palette and grabbed the dark purple lipstick from the bag, applying it to my lips, "never seen a girl do her makeup before?" I asked him, when I noticed he was staring at me
"It's just fascinating watching you do it," he told me. He walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waste. If anyone saw us right now, they'd think we were a couple, possibly a really cute one; but in reality, we weren't. We were just friends, who cuddled a lot and where one had feelings that the other didn't return.

Ten minutes later I was ready to leave. I dressed in a grey dress and black lace up ankle boots, "ready?" I asked the green eyed boy, who was sitting on the couch
"Yeah," he said, looking up at me, and I swear his eyes popped out of their sockets, "holy fucking shit," he muttered
"Everything okay?"
"Uh... Yeah," he said awkwardly, "you just look really good,"
"You don't look so bad yourself," he was dressed in the usual black skinny jeans, muscle tank, black converse; and a black SnapBack adorned his blonde hair
"how we getting to Holly's?"
"Walking," i said, "that's how I usually get there,"
"We stopping for drinks?" I nodded

We walked the short distance to the bottle shop, buying our drinks for pres, "sure you gonna be able to drink all of those?" Michael asked, taking in my four pack of Smirnoff Double Blacks
"You sure you gonna be able to drink all of those?" I gestured to his two six packs of Coronas
"Touché," he laughed, "how fats the walk?"
"Ten minutes or so,"
"Can we get a cab?"
"You're so fucking lazy," I laughed
"Deal with it," he shrugged, "you're lucky I'm agreeing to go out, I normally do fuck all in the breaks,"

We hailed a cab and arrived at Holly's five minutes later. I knocked on the door, "it's open," she yelled back. It sounded like she was in the bathroom. She entered the living room, a second later, "sorry I was doing my makeup,"
"All good," I nodded. She didn't reply, she just stood there shocked
"Um, Leah what's Michael Clifford doing here?" She asked, when she finally broke out of her shocked state
"Oh, forgive my shit manners," I said, "Holly, this is Michael, Mikey this is Holly," he gave her a hug, and then went and grabbed a beer from one of his six packs and a Smirnoff for me. Holly grabbed her half empty bottle of cider, and then we sat on the couch and began drinking.

Loud music was pumping through out Holly's small house. We'd moved from the couch in to the back yard so Holly and I could have a smoke or two before we left, "have any fans spotted you since you've been in Melbourne?" Holly asked Michael, whose lap I was sitting on. There were only two chairs, as it was a small outdoor setting
"No ones actually come up to me," he admitted, "but they are aware I'm here, to be honest I don't think many fans live in Port Melbourne, I've only seen a couple of teenagers around,"
"Yeah it's more adults and stuff around here, most families have younger children," I said
"So how long you here for Clifford?" Holly asked
"Two more weeks, until this one has to go back to work,"
"Aww," she cooed, "so what's going on between you two? If you don't mind me asking that is," I honestly didn't know what to say. I guess it would be best to say we're just friends, which was definitely the truth. Although, I'm sure it would be obvious to anyone that I wanted more
"We're just friends," Michael told her
"But you two look to cute to just be friends," Holly said, I knew she'd had a few drinks before we got here, otherwise she'd never have asked, or said what she just said
"Well that's what we are," I confirmed
"But this?" She gestured to the fact that I was sitting on his lap, and that when we were inside about twenty minutes ago, he had his arm around me
"We just like to cuddle," Michael said
"Why do I have a feeling all this will change tonight?" Holly asked, more to herself, but we heard it; we decided not to answer her question. Knowing that it would just create an awkward atmosphere, "well I'm gonna put my shoes on and then we can leave," she said, getting off the seat and butting out her cigarette. I went to do the same
"Finish it," Michael said, "I'm not letting you out of my site at the club," and I gave him a look as if to say, what the fuck?

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