calum had dropped me off hours ago and my mom was knocked out asleep, so once again it was just me, bored as hell.
i was so bored i even finished my homework for all my classes.
there was honestly nothing to do, i checked my phone and saw it was a little after ten thirty.
before i really thought about what i was doing i quickly unlocked my phone and clicked on the contacts app, scrolling until i found the one that said "tayyy" and dialed it.
the phone rang for a few moments until she finally picked up.
"michael?"
"hey."
"why are you calling me?" she laughed.
"cause i'm bored?" i replied.
"what am i supposed to do about that?" she questioned.
i didn't even bother answering her question, "hey, did you still want that stereotypical date?"
"huh?" she asked, sounding genuinely confused.
"yes or no?"
"yes," she responded, sounding unsure.
"ok cool, i'm coming over."
"what?! no you're not!" she exclaimed.
"oh look at that, i'm already on my way," i replied, as i got up from my bed and headed down the stairs.
"michael, no, i'm in my pajamas and my hairs not done and i just took my makeup off!" she argued.
"well," i began, as i grabbed my moms car keys off the table from the front door, "i don't care. i'm honestly getting in the car right now."
"mikey!" she whined.
i couldn't help but to laugh slightly at how childish she sounded, "see ya later, babygirl," i said, and with that i hung up.
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a/n:
hahaha , i got something planned for the next update .
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Exception [M.Clifford)
Fanfic" you are the only exception... " ••• in which michael is an asshole who doesn't care about anyone or anything except himself... until taylor comes around at least.
