Wish We Could Turn Back Time m.c

Chapter 34

Get ready for the big reveal. >:-) Reread chapter 3 if you have a bad memory.

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I came home from school on Tuesday, October fourth, with my heart already palpitating in my chest. The concert day was upon me and I was not prepared at all like I thought I was. I was nervous as hell, my movements were all shaky and hesitant, and I could not stop thinking about Michael. Eventually, I dragged myself out of my mini existential crisis and decided to chose an outfit.

Naturally, one has to wear 5sos merch to a 5sos concert, even if you did personally know the lead guitarist, so my galaxy print 5sos tank top only seemed so fitting. It had the skull logo adorning the front and it was loose and flowy and very cute. I paired this with some light wash denim shorts and my converse. For hair, I just left it down since everyone seems to always like it in its natural straightness, and for accessories I wore some simple sparkly stud earrings and a black tattoo choker. I was finally happy with the outcome and texted a picture to Jasmine.

Lacey: Concert ready??

Jasmine: Concert ready. Don't be nervous.

Easy for her to say. Even if she was meeting Michael Clifford, she didn't know him previously, she didn't- I couldn't even think about it right now. I kept texting Jaz to get it off my mind.

Lacey: yeah right

Jasmine: you'll be fine. got your tickets?

Lacey: yup.

I picked up the freshly printed out ticket I had run off the school's printer that morning. It made this whole thing seem that much more real just to hold it in my hand.

Jasmine: backstage pass?

Jaz is such a life saver. I literally would've left that thing hanging on the hooks on the back of my door if she hadn't reminded me. Picking up the lanyard with my laminated VIP badge, I went ahead and slid the thing around my neck just so I wouldn't set it down anywhere before I left. That would be disastrous.

Lacey: now I do

Jasmine: saved your ass

Lacey: don't gloat

Jasmine: what're friends for? :)

Good old Jasmine. At least I will have her now even if this whole  plan goes to hell. I am so thankful the two of us met on Twitter that day all those months ago. Without her, none of this would even be possible. I would've never gotten a ticket or backstage pass after losing the contest without her generosity, I would've never had the courage to enter the contest in the first place without her encouragement, and then I would've never gotten to see that alligator pancakes comment that gave me so much hope.

Oh, dear God. Alligator pancakes. Michael and I's code word for kissing. The thing, that night that I had been trying so hard to not think about all year, it all came flooding back.

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Lacey's Flashback Finally Continued (PG13)

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"You ready for more than just alligator pancakes?" Michael asked me with a devilish grin.