Simple Text Message// Michael Clifford [Slow Updates]

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ASHTON IS BACK! I'M SO HAPPY! MAYBE THAT MEANS THE NEW ALBUM IS COMING SOON!!

I wake up feeling complete. I've never felt that way, but Michael changed that. Now I'm wondering if this maybe was a dream. I get up and see that Michael is awake too. When he sees me he smiles at me. "Morning." I tell him, he gets up and pulls me into his arms. "Did you sleep well?" I ask him. "I did." He says. It still feels like a dream. "I did too." I say, Michael takes my hand in his. "Last night was the best concert in ages." He says and I chuckle. "Thanks to my amazing girlfriend." He says and my cheeks turn light pink. So it wasn't a dream.

Ashton walks towards us and he looks really tired. "How can you be so happy at eight in the morning?" He asks to Michael. "Because Ray made me." Michael says. "Oh yeah right. Please don't be like those sappy couples you see on TV." He says. "Oh no, I don't wanna be like them." I say. They are always touching each other and always kissing, but they never have fun, they never so crazy stuff together. I hate those couples. "Good that we're on the same page." Michael says and kisses my forehead. I do love the affection, like the small kisses on the cheek or on the forehead.

"How does the day look like?" I ask the two boys. "Actually, there's not a lot of things we have to do." Ashton says. "We leave at three, so we're free the whole morning." Michael says. "I'm just going to lay back down." Ashton says, all the concerts can be really exhausting. "We can do something more productive, if you want." Michael says. "Like getting coffee or something." Michael says and I nod, I love coffee a lot. "You had me with coffee." I say. Michael takes my hand in his and we leave the bus. It's still hot outside, but it's bearable.

It's still crazy that Michael is my boyfriend now. It feels the same like we were only dating, the only thing now is that we have a label and it is more official now. Starbucks is actually nearby, so we'll go there to get some coffee. The barista takes our orders and I she asked Michael for a picture. I forgot Michael is a celebrity, cause I only see him as someone normal, that I can call my boyfriend. I like him because of him and not because he tours the world and has fans, earning a lot of attention.

When we have our coffee, we leave the shop and walk on the pavement, having some small talk about different things. He mostly asks me things about my childhood. "Do you talk to your parents a lot?" He asks. "No, the last time I spoke my mom was when I stopped my studies, she wasn't happy about it." I tell him. "It was your decision, she needs to support you." Michael says and I couldn't agree more. "She's still mad about it." I say. "And what about your father?" He asks. "Well, I've never seen him a lot ever since my parents divorced when I was fifteen. The last time I saw him was two years ago, we just lost contact." I say, the hardest thing that happened in my life is the separation between my parents. "I'm sorry." He says and he pulls me closer by my waist. "It's okay, Michael. You didn't know." I say. "It was really hard because my older brother left home to go to college when that happened." I say. "At least you have a brother." Michael says. "I lost contact with him too. Before I talked to you I had no one." I say. "You have me now and the guys. You'll never be alone anymore." He says and I smile, I know and I'm really happy because of it.

Just then two guys with a camera appear at the corner. When they see us, they smirk and run our way. Paparazzi. "Really? Do they not learn." Michael says, as he holds me closer against him, being really protective about me. When the two guys are in front of us, Michael goes around them, but they keep following us. We take a turn to our left and then quickly to the right in a smaller street. We stand close against the wall and see them walk passed us. After a few moments, Michael and I leave the street. "Wow, it worked." I say. "I've done that a lot, they always know where the celebrities are, but they are fûcking stupid." Michael says as we reach the street we were previously on.

"The paparazzi ruined my mood." I tell Michael. "Yeah, mine too. Let's get back to the bus." He says.

I realise there are a lot of chapters when they're on tour, a reminder is that the tour is made up, obviously. I'm going to put a time skip next chapter to their break.

6th Of August 2017