Savannah // Michael Clifford

1.7 - All day date.

Savannah

Waking up the next morning was not fun. Assuming Steven had let him in, Michael woke me up by jumping on the hotel bed. It might have seemed cute to other but having a day off, all I wanted to do was sleep in for a little bit; though Michael seemed to have different plans for me this morning.

"Wake up! I've got lots planned for today and we'll be late if we don't leave soon!" Michael gave one final jump before landing next to me.

My eyes were closed but I could feel his breath on my face, meaning he was pretty close. "It's really creepy to stare, Mikey."

I peeked my eyes open, wanting to see his reaction. His smile was lit up, as he looked at me. "Even with just waking up, you still look stunning."

I pushed him away, feeling the reddening in my cheeks happen almost immediately; I wasn't so good with those types of compliments so early in the morning.

"Stop, Clifford. It's way too early for you and your cuteness." I pulled the covers up and over my head, thinking that maybe if I did this, he'd possibly leave and let me sleep some more. He didn't leave, though.

"No, can't go back to sleep. Come on get some shoes on, we're going to have breakfast!" At this statement, I peeked my head out from under the covers, confused.

"You're taking me out for a breakfast date?" I had always wanted to go out in the mornings to have a date. It seemed much easier than having to get dressed up at night and get all ready.

"Yeah, but we're going to be late if we don't go soon." Within seconds I was out of bed and slipping on some sandals.

"Ready!" I didn't care what I had looked like after getting out of bed, because Michael was still in some pajamas as well. I really just wanted to see how this would go.

"If I had known just saying we were going to breakfast would get you up and out of bed that fast, I'd have said it when I first came in. I don't think I've ever seen you move that fast."

"Shut up, Clifford."

-

I must say having a breakfast date was much better than going out at eight at night. I didn't have to figure out what to wear because we're both still in our pajamas – because of this I didn't feel out of place because I was wearing sweats and a t-shirt. I also didn't have to worry about doing my hair or makeup because I just threw my hair in a bun and I didn't have to bother with make-up. I did however make Michael wait a second so I could put deodorant and perfume on; couldn't smell bad on a date.

The conversation from last night's date seemed to flow from Michael's mouth as he started talking about his second album. He couldn't say much on it because he hadn't released it to the fans yet and he didn't want anyone to overhear him talk about it. I, on the other hand, talked about how mine was coming along, even though we weren't releasing information on it for a few more weeks.

When we had finished our breakfast, paid, and got back into the vehicle, we had taken, I was given instructions on what to do when we got back to the hotel because apparently this date lasted the whole day. Hearing this, I was instantly curious as to what he had planned for the rest of the day. There wasn't much we could do here so the creativity was limited but I knew that with his friends, Michael would figure something out.

-

"I'll be back to get you in an hour. Oh, and I may have talked with Taylor this morning so you'll have an outfit all ready for you so you'll look right for this afternoon." Our hands swung back and forth as we walked down the hallway to my room.