michael gordon clifford
i woke up and i noticed my arm was very cold. usually when i hold hannah, i'm usually warm. i rubbed my eyes and noticed she wasn't there. i knew she wasn't in the bathroom, the light was off. if she was making breakfast, you would usually hear music playing or the scent of burnt eggs and toast because i'm not going to lie, hannah wasn't the best cook. my heart started beating fast, i vastly unlocked my phone hoping and praying i had a call or text or even a snapchat from hannah.i checked everything i could contact hannah through. nothing. i panicked. on the right side, where hannah sleeps, her phone was still on the nightstand. i ran out to the living room, her moccasins and jacket were missing. she had to have left but she would've told me even though our relationship isn't at a swell point at the moment. my phone dinged. i've never ran so fast to something ever, hoping it was hannah or something about her.
but, of course, it was calum.
CALPAL🤘
MIKEY COME TO ASH'S HOUSE RIGHT
NOW!!OK
i threw on a tshirt and some jeans. after putting on my black converse, i grabbed my car keys and ran out the door.
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Fanfictionin which a boy really likes his best friend's girlfriend. (michael clifford) ©all rights reserved dxllmo 2015 [completed]