Internet Friend (M.C)

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"We should get going." I comment, finishing my grilled cheese.

"Waiter!" he yells, his accent showing through.

"Hey guys, can I getcha anything else?" Jayda asks, walking over.

Michael casts a side glance at me, grinning.

"MICHAEL WANTS ANOTHER SLICE, MICHAEL WANTS ANOTHER SLICE, MICHAEL WANTS ANOTHER SLICE, PIZZA! PIZZA!" he yells.

Jayda bursts out laughing, almost dropping her notepad. "Alright. To go?"

He nods, cheeks flushed from yelling. "Damn. It's been a while since I've sung that."

I giggle, passing Jayda the pen that she dropped.

"Thanks." she says, giving me a genuine smile.

I smile back. "Could I have the rocky road pie to go?" I ask, pulling my wallet out of my black tote purse.

She nods and goes to get our food as Michael rips the wallet out of my hand and shoves it back in my bag. "F*ck, no. I'm paying."

I sigh. "You're not gonna let this go, are you?"

He shakes his head, making puppy dog eyes.

"Damn, not the puppy eyes."

He does pouty lips too, and I break. "Fine. You're paying."

"Yay!" he cheers, pulling a beat-up black leather wallet out of his back pocket.

I sigh and shake my head, checking my phone.

"Ayeeee Squid, take a selfie with me!" he whines, holding his phone out. I giggle and lean in.

He wraps his arm around me, pressing his lips to my cheek and closing his eyes. He takes a few more, one of us just smiling and another with our cheeks pressed together.

"Which one should I post?" he questions, scrolling through them.

"The one where you're kissing me."

"That's what I was thinking." he chuckles, pulling up twitter and posting the picture, captioning it 'Happy Birthday to this absolutely perfect girl! @sydthesquid had a great day with you babe 😘'

I blush when I get the notification. "Would you mind sending me those pictures?"

"Not at all, babe." he grins, sending them all in a message. "Shall we take some on your phone?"

I nod, going into the camera. He wraps his arms around my waist, pressing his lips to my cheek again. I stick my tongue out, raising one eyebrow. It's my typical selfie pose. Then we take another one, his lips moving closer down my cheek to my lips. In the next one, they're even closer.

In the last one, our eyes are closed and we're kissing again, Michael gripping my cheek with his thumb again.

I blush and pull away, clicking my phone off and looking him in the eye. "So."

"So what?" he grins, stretching back lazily in his chair.

"Uhh, Michael Clifford just kissed me."

"Yeah he did. Was he any good?"

I blush and slide my phone back in my pocket. "He was aight." I tease. He doesn't catch on, and pouts.

"Oh."

I giggle. "I'm kidding! It was great, Michael. Really. But.. uhh.. you do realize we only started talking yesterday?"

He nods. "I definitely want to get to know you way better. I want to spend more time with you. And then I'll probably ask you to be my girlfriend, so stay tuned."