Reborn||MGC

Chapter 1

"Annie i told you. I don't want to go."
It was a cold, April evening.
My best friend Annie kept telling me that i needed to go with her to this cocktail making night. Frankly i really could not be bothered but for some odd reason i agreed.
It had been a long, tiresome day. Im a professional ballet dancer with a rather large scale company in London. It has always been my dream and now im living it!
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It was a quick walk and there we were. Standing outside the bar.
I must admit it was very posh inside!
Annie grabbed my hand and pulled me through a small crowd to the bar where the cocktail making was taking place!
We made such an array of different drinks and got to drink a hell of a lot too! Inevitably Annie, being Annie, disapeared off somewhere with a dude she got talking to.
So there i was. Sitting at the bar. Alone.
Ah single life is so nice...not.
A few drinks later and im still alone.
Something caught my eye.
It was a boy with very bright hair.
He sat next to me at the bar and he took a quick glance at me then looked away.
Yeah, he was cute but im not going there again. At least thats what i told myself.
And then my brain finally clicked into place. I was kinda tipsy and had forgotten rather a lot. Including who Michael Clifford was. But that boy sitting next to me wasn't a cute punk(ish) london dude. That was Michael Clifford.

Some time went by. Michael ordered a drink and i sat twiddling my thumbs, my brain in complete meltdown.

"Now, what is a pretty girl like yourself doing sitting at this bar, alone?"

Oh heeeeeellll no.

"Uh, what?" This could not be happening.
I turn my head towards him and he is string right at me. His eyes staring at mine.

"Soooo..." He spoke.
I didnt know what to say. Yeah i could be like 'omg you make my ovaries explode' or i could be the professional Amy who has a career and has connections.
I chose the latter.

We got talking. It was nice. He didn't mention the band and he seemed actually intrigued about my life. It started getting late and all the drunken hen nights started rolling in. It was extremely loud and i could hardly hear myself think .
"Wanna go to the roof terrace?" Good idea Michael!
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The night carried on and at around 2 am we called it a night. We exchanged phone numbers and that was it. Still no mention of the band. It intrigued me.
I finally found Annie asleep in the toilets and dragged her home.
That was an interesting night.

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