Naive || Michael Clifford

five

"Whoa, what the hell happened to you? You look like you got run over by a truck," was the first thing Daisy said as she stopped in front of a sleepy Rea who could barely keep herself standing. She did end up falling asleep after Michael strangely left which to be completely honest was a stupid idea, she'd felt much better if she waited those few hours probably but she was passed out before she even had the chance to leave the bed. She ended up over sleeping her alarm, waking up fifteen minutes before she needed to be in front of Daisy's house so she ended up rushing around her apartment, brushing her teeth, pulling on a pair of black skinnies with a grey jumper and tying up her hair into a bun, leaving with a banana in her hand, eating it on the way to her best friend's house. She looked like a mess with major bags under her eyes but honestly, she was too tired to even care.

"It's because I did," Rea said with a roll of her eyes as they started walking towards the campus. "I slept for like two hours."

"Did you watch all your Doctor Who DVD's again? I've told you not to do that during the week, when will you ever learn?" Daisy spoke, shaking her head with a smirk and Rea stuck her tongue out at her. "I didn't, I was up texting with-­" she caught herself before Michael's name spilled out of her mouth and Daisy narrowed her eyes suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Texting with who?" the blonde girl asked and Rea panicked. She wasn't ready to tell Daisy yet, she'd get all defensive saying that it could be an old man roleplaying as Michael even though she was sure it was him, she saw pictures on his phone, the kind that he'd never post because his freaking face was on them alongside other things and if that doesn't prove it, she doesn't know what does.

"I was texting Oliver, he's having girl troubles," Rea nodded, content with the lie she came up with. Although it wasn't usual for her and her brother to text through the night, but she did say he was having girl troubles so that could be possible, right?

"Ah, girl troubles. Poor little dude," Daisy spoke, pouting and Rea nodded, wanting to drop the subject already. It was kind of a touchy subject because she might have made Michael Clifford, the best man to ever exist, mad at her and it wasn't something that she'd like to talk about. Even though she lied completely.

Michael didn't text her throughout her classes and if she said she didn't check her phone every minute, she'd be lying. It wasn't just the fact that he might be actually angry with her but it was also the fact that she was beyond confused because she wasn't sure if she should text him or not. Would he like her to text him first? Was he actually just being stubborn? All of this made her anxiety blow off the roof because she really didn't know what to do and eve if she did decide to actually text him first, she'd find a thousand and one different things that could go wrong making her change her mind. Which led to her thinking that she's just going to wait which then evolved into her mind going into a frenzy because what if he is actually waiting for her to text her back?

After the classes were over, she walked back home alone because Daisy was apparently meeting up with Brian at the park which made Rea let out a breath of relief because she could panic alone and in peace. She had to work that day as well, like any other week day, she had to make sure she'd keep the apartment somehow and she didn't let her parents help her with that at all. She wanted to make it on her own. Besides, they were all the way in Florida, her mother was worrying about her enough as it is, at least Rea could do was not make her worry about her financial status. She worked at a book store, how cliché, right? But she liked it and she didn't care. Plus, sometimes, good looking guys come in to read and she's always up for daydreaming about those said guys.