Michael's POV
The SLFL Tour just started. We're now at our meet and greet with the fans and enjoying their happiness and their cool gifts. I love my fans so much.
A girl with *your hair colour* hair and *your eyes colour* eyes came in front of us. She was very shy and stuttered when she talked to us. I could see her blushing in all the shades of red that exist on this Planet. She was a little bit shorter than me. "What's your name?" I asked and she looked in my eyes surprised. She smiled and told me "(Y/N)" "Cool name." I said and she looked at the ground, blushing very hard. Ashton's mouth escaped an 'awww' and we all looked at him. "What? They're cute!" He said crossing his arms. We both giggled. I quickly picked a small piece of paper and wrote my number on it. "Wait, wait, wait, don't leave!" I said and she stopped. I handed her the piece of paper and smiled at her, whispering in her ear "Text me later, beauty."
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Hiya! I wish that would happen to me, but they'll never come in my country... *tear*
Anyway, I think I should start a book about this imagine... We'll see ;)
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Michael Clifford Imagines
FanfictionYeah, I love imagines and I guess I imagine me and Michael a little too much... so I'll write all the stuff that comes in my mind in this book. Enjoy! *If you inspire from this book, please tell me or tag me in your story.*
