Simple Text Message// Michael Clifford [Slow Updates]

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I reload my twitter feed, looking for some exciting news. Then my eyes catches something amazing. 5 Seconds of Summer are having a concert in my hometown. If only I had the money to afford a ticket, but seeing I have to pay my college and my psychologist, I don't have enough with my small salary I get from working in Starbucks.

Me: omg 5sos are coming to my town
Me: !!!

He: are u going?
He: it could the only time you can go
He: i'm going

Me: don't have the money
Me: i would love to
Me: help meh

Him: would love to but how

Me: i dunno

He: don't give up trying
He: i don't want you to give up

Me: i hope i can but

He: when's the concert

Me: soon, like in a month
Me: so july 4

He: that's when I'll go
He: pls get a ticket
He: we can meet
He: maybe...

Me: i'm not ready to meet you
Me: you could be a creep
Me: you aren't right

He: i'm not
He: i'm 21

Me: i am 20
Me: crazy

Michael's POV
Oh fuck, what have I done. I gave her small hope. We will never meet, she won't even know that M is me. She thinks I'm just that not so normal guy, not the guitarist of a world famous band. I don't even know how she looks like, there's no way I can ask her to show me a picture of her. That's too creepy.

Ray's POV
It's been a while since I talked to my parents. Ever since I went away to college, I never saw them anymore. Because of that, they stopped financing me. They were the ones that payed my appointments with the psychologist. The best thing, they both cared about me, but they just left each other. They still hate each other, I know.

Someone calls me. It's my mom. Why is she deciding to call me out of nowhere? "Mom." I say. "Ray, sweetie. I just want to call you to tell you your uncle died." She says. "I don't even know which one." I say. "Okay, it's not an uncle you know. I just wanted to have an excuse to call you." She says. "How are you doing?" She asks. "Beside the fact I'm broke and I have mental issues, I'm fine." I say. "Do you need money?" Mom asks. "Since when do you care, you stopped giving me money since I went to college." I say. "I'm sorry Ray. But you were getting so distant and you suddenly moved without telling me." She says. "I can give you money, Ray." She tells me. "I don't need your pity mom." I shout. "Fine, just tell me if you need it or not." She says and hangs up the phone.

I mean, the offering is tempting, I do need some money. That way I can go to the concert. But I don't know if that's a good idea.

So that happened. This story has finally some progress.

8th of June 2017