Internet Friends // mgc

Chapter 2

"Holy shit Chelsea! Does he have any friends?" Kayla asked as she grabbed my phone and started scrolling through Michael's twitter. "Damn holy cow he is hot!" She started fanning herself with her hand and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah he has friends. I actually saw them last night. Well, on facetime. They're all really hot." I laughed.

"Well bitch better get us a man!" Tayla interrupted. She walked into my bedroom and sat down on the bed, followed by Kathryn.

"Yeah I want a boyfriend too." Kathryn smiled, and the other girls nodded.

"Alright. How about this. When Michael facetimes me, I'll have him introduce you all to his friends." I said and the girls started squealing. I rolled my eyes.

It was around 3 pm here, so I decided to check what time it was in Australia. Almost 6 am. Wow. I sighed, knowing that Michael probably won't be up for another four or five hours.

The girls left my room, and told me that they were going out to eat and to go see a movie. I politely told them that I didn't want to go, and they understood.

Once they left, I ordered some pizza and and grabbed a bottle of water and headed upstairs.

I was wearing skinny jeans and a crop top, but I wanted to be comfortable. I took off my shirt and just put a flannel over my bra, and put on a short pair of shorts.

A few minutes later I heard a knock on my door, and went to go see who it was. I opened the door to see the pizza delivery guy holding my pizza. He was attractive, and looked around my age. "Thank you!" I said as I handed him a twenty. He smiled and his eyes went wide as he scanned my body. I decided to be a little flirty and kiss him on the cheek and smirked. He was shocked, and I laughed as I closed and locked my door.

I took the pizza upstairs and I was startled when I opened my door to see my phone going off.

From: Michael Clifford
How about we Skype ;) My user is michaelgclifford

To: Michael Clifford
Sure, I'll add you right now (:

I quickly grabbed my computer and went on Skype. I found his account and sent him a contact request and waited for him to accept. Within a few seconds of him accepting, I got an incoming call from him. I smiled, and answered the video call.

"Hey." I said as I placed my computer on my lap.

His eyes went wide. "Woah u-um Chelsea?" He gulped.

"What? Do I have something on my face? Is there a ghost?" I laughed.

"N-no. Y-your shirt." He

I looked down to see the flannel unbuttoned, and my bra showing. I laughed again. "You like that, Clifford?" I pulled the flannel to the side, revealing more of my bra.

"Fuck you. Stop please."

I laughed harder and buttoned up my shirt. "You're not the only one who liked that."

He looked confused. "The pizza guy." I held up the pizza box. "He's probably jerking off in his car right now. I was being flirty and kissed his cheek. He's probably never going to get a girlfriend. Haha oops." I said and he started laughing.

"He's one lucky guy." He looked down.

"Hey, but he's not my best friend." I smiled and his eyes lit up.

"Is it too early to say I love you? Like as a friend. Because I do. As a friend." His cheeks got red and he nervously laughed.

"Well I love you too." I giggled. "Oh, can I ask you a question?"

He looked nervous. "Yeah of course." He smiled.

"Are your friends single? I know I just blurted that out but u had to ask."

He looked sad. He probably thought that I wanted to date one of them. Oops. "Yeah, they're all single." He seemed a little bit annoyed.

"Great! So when my friends get back could you introduce them to your friends?" I asked. He smiled again.

"Oh thank god I thought you wanted to date one of them. And sure." Michael said and I laughed.

"Nah, I'd never date them when I have someone like you." I started to blush and I could see his cheeks turning a dark red.

"You're cute."

"So are you. AND OH MY GOD GUESS WHAT?" I practically screamed.

"Oh gosh, what?" Michael rolled his eyes.

"Well if you're so annoyed I won't tell you." I pouted.

"Tell me." He laughed.

"I just ate an entire pizza by myself. Oops." I giggled and threw the empty pizza box across the room.

"Why the hell are you so perfect?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I also love playing video games and jamming to Green Day and Blink-182." I said and his mouth dropped open.

"Yep. You're perfect. Date me now. Marry me. Be the mother of my children." He said and I laughed. "I'm serious. I'm going to marry you one day."

"That's if we ever meet." I looked down and played with the sleeves of my flannel.

"Aw babe, we'll meet soon." He gave a half smile and I smiled back.

"Wait, why are you up so early?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to talk to you. You're special because I never wake up for anyone." He said. Special. I'm special to him.

"We haven't even known eachother for a week and I feel like I've known you my entire life." I said, brushing the hair out of my eyes.

"That's exactly how I feel."

I sighed and leaned back against my headboard. I grabbed my Nintendo off my nightstand and started playing Pokémon. "Aw shit, I lost the match." I said and pouted.

"What are you playing?" Michael asked.

"Pokémon." I said, concentrating on the game.

"Okay wow stop being so perfect. You're like my dream girl." His cheeks started getting darker. He blushes a lot.

"Trust me, I'm nowhere near perfect. Maybe if I was a size two, then I'd be perfect." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes.

"Aw babe don't put yourself down like that. You're beautiful."

"Thanks, Mikey. But I just don't feel beautiful. I'm not that confident." I nervously laugh and shake my head.

"Babe. You're beautiful. Don't listen to anyone else, okay? Just believe me. You're gorgeous, and any guy would be honored to have you."

"Aw thanks babe." I winked and he blushed again.

"But you're so cute and I wanna cuddle you and kiss your forehead. Come to Australia already." He pouted.

"Come to America already." I smirked and he rolled his eyes. "But seriously, I wanna tell you something."

"Yeah?"

I sighed. "I'm going with my dad for the rest of the summer. I stay with him, and my mom said that I can stay with him for the rest of the year and take school there."

"Oh." Michael scratched the back of his neck. "Um, where does he live?"

I smirked and blew him a kiss then hung up.