Naive || Michael Clifford

one

An object shined out of the corner of her eyes making her turn her head around to examine it. The sunlight was shining directly on it and if you looked at it from a certain angle, it went directly into your eye, blinding you. It wasn't anything big but it was slim as it slid into one of those little wooden crooks that held the CD's of all bands starting with the letter G. She hasn't reached G yet but the object made her jump ahead, ignoring the E's and the F's. She picked up the object gingerly realizing it was a phone and her eyes scanned the shop in case she saw one of the other customers looking for it. Nothing.

She pressed the home button making the screen light up. The device didn't have a password set for it so she slid her finger across the screen, unlocking it, and a picture of a female character showed up, one from a video game probably as the lady had obnoxiously long hair and even bigger boobs, wearing hardly any clothes and holding a sword. She checked the store again to see nobody was paying any attention to her so she took the two CD's she planned on buying and brought them to the check out counter. Jake, the guy behind the counter greeted her with a smile and scanned her items while she stared at the phone, contemplating whether or not she should give it to him or not. She did find it in his shop after all and the owner might be coming back for it. She looked up as Jake handed her a small bag with her CD's inside and she took it with a small smile just as the phone buzzed in her hand. She jumps slightly, looking down at the brightly lit screen for a moment before tucking it into the back pocket of her jeans, thanking Jake. He waved his hand, telling her she should come back soon again, even though he knew she'll probably be back on Monday to which she nodded and agreed, leaving the store without looking back. She was too curious to leave the phone behind.

As she stepped out into the crispy autumn air, she pulled the phone from the back pocket of her jeans and swiped the screen seeing a text from a contact called Mine (USA).

Mine (USA): Hello?

She looked around, for some reason feeling like she was doing something wrong as she started to walk back to her apartment, thinking about what to say back.

Me: Hi, is this your phone?

Mine (USA): Yes omg you found it! Where did I leave it? Is it ok?

Me: Yeah it's fine. I found it at rockers bell, the music store?

Mine (USA): Crap. Can you hold onto it for a while for me please? And please don't give anything out, whoever you are.

Rea furrowed her eyebrows at the stranger's request.

Me: Sure, when do you want to meet up so I can give it to you? Or should I give it to the manager of the store?

Mine (USA): I don't think he'll hold onto it for that long, I won't be able to pick it up for a while...

Me: What do you mean?

Mine (USA): I'm in Australia already and I can't get back to the states for at least a month..

Me: Oh... well I'll hold on to it for you

Mine (USA): your a life saviour, kind stranger. whats your name? so I'll at least know who has my phone...

Me: Rea, whats yours?

They didn't reply for a while and by the time she reached her apartment and locked the door behind her, the curiousity building up inside her was so big she couldn't resist any more. Surely they'd do the same thing if they found her phone? It's what anybody would do. I mean, for god's sake, it was unlocked. That's like an invitation, right? Nodding to herself in approval, because yes, it was an invitation, no matter what you say, she quickly clicked on the images, waiting for the folder to load. After a second, she gasped, eyes wide and mouth agape. She couldn't believe it. Holy actual shit. She quickly went to the phone's contacts, the action only further proving her discovery and she dumped the phone onto the couch, her hand flying to her mouth as she stared at the small gadget, surprise evident on her face. Holy Jesus, no. She picked up the phone with a little more carefulness this time, unlocking it and typing up a text with shaky fingers,

Me: hOLY SUIT YOURE MICHEAL CLIFFORS

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a/n: this story will not follow the actual like timeline of the boys bc that is way too much work  to incorperate into the story plus its easier on me to just do it my way though Sounds Good Feels Good did come out in this story already 

also some of the chapters will be written in text style since they'll be texting a lot

okay hope you like it, COMMENT AND VOTE !!

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