Youtube || Michael Clifford

Chapter 27

Green dipshit: we need to talk

Youtuber: aren't we talking right now?

Green dipshit: can I FaceTime you

Green dipshit: like, right now

Youtuber: sure

My phone immediately went off, saying I had a Skype call. "Hey" I answered it. "Hey" Michael said. "Where are you?" I asked, seeing an empty arena in the background. "I don't even know honestly, we have sound check in five minutes" he answered. "I taught you were at least a little bit smarter than that" I laughed. "Shut up! I'm in Europe okay!" He laughed. "Yeah, me too" I said walking to the kitchen. "What did you wanna talk about?" I asked, searching for snacks. "Twitter" he simply said, looking over the phone to whatever was behind it. "Be more specific, twitter is pretty big" I said opening a bag of chips. "What you tweeted" he said looking back at the screen, which I was on. "I tweet quite a lot you know" I smiled, knowing exactly what he meant. "You know what I mean" Michael said, again looking over the screen. "Okay, yeah, what about it?" I said, eating the chips, they were delicious. "An anonymous source says their about me" he smiled. "That's me! I'm the anonymous source!" Luke shouted, coming into view. "Fuck off" Michael said walking away from his band mate. "He's right" I said, my heart had never beaten so hard before. "Good" Michael smiled, he was about to say something else but the connection was cut off.

My friend will hate me for the end of this chapter😈