"and then i kissed her," i muttered, finishing my story.
ashton, calum, and i were hanging around ashtons house; without taylor.
don't get me wrong, we didn't mind having her around or anything, but sometimes it was nice just hanging out with the guys.
i'm also pretty sure the only reason she wasn't out was because she was out shopping with her mom or something.
"you kissed her? taylor? my fucking neighbor?!" ashton complained.
"that's what i said," i replied.
"okay, so you do like her then, right?" cal asked.
god, he was so much like a girl, always questioning me about my feelings towards others.
"i mean she's hot and all, but nah, she's not my type," i said, shrugging.
"i don't like that," ashton mumbled, frowning.
"like what?" i questioned.
"you taking her on dates and kissing her and stuff if you have no feelings for her," ashton stated.
"it's just how i am."
"i know that michael, but you have a habit of hurting girls, and i don't want that to happen to taylor," ashton argued.
"it's not like it's anything serious," i argued back.
"i think all ashtons trying to say is if you wanna be with her, fine, but don't fuck with her feelings, michael," calum spoke up.
i rolled my eyes, "whatever."
i pulled my phone out to check the notifications, hoping they'd realize i was done with this conversation.
i had texts from taylor.
tayyy:
this womans about to drive me crazy, we've been in this boring ass store for like two hours.
i'm so hungry and she won't buy me taco bell
michael!!!
hey, did you die?!
mikeyyyyyy
i'm boreddddddd ):
with the last text she sent me a selfie of her, which i couldn't help but laugh at.
i decided i should reply.
what a shame.
she texted back almost instantly,
make that ur lockscreen because im cute af.
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ok super boring but here ya go.
ash being all protective over taylor, aw
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Exception [M.Clifford)
Fanfiction" 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.
