Simple Text Message// Michael Clifford [Slow Updates]

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I started playing more on my guitar than I did before. Michael motivated me to learn more songs and I'm started to get the hang of it. He even wanted to teach me a bit more, to give me some useful tips.

Today, Michael texted me asking if I would meet him at the special place he took me after our date and where I had my first kiss. I'm quite excited and I'm not sure why he wants me there. I arrive at the place and see Michael staring in front of him.

I hug him at his side, surprising him, then he places an arm around me. "I'm started working on this song." He says. "I want you to read it." He says, taking a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Really?" I ask him, he lets me read it, am I that special. "I wrote this after we came back from tour." He says and I start to read it. While reading it I can feel a tear escaping my eye. This is such a beautiful song. "You're crying. Why are you crying? You hate it, don't you?" He asks. "No, Michael, I love it." I say. "Good, cause you're my inspiration." He says. "Mikey, I... I don't know what to say. I'm speechless." I say. "But wait. This one sentence: 'Let me show the world how much I love you.'" I ask, he presses both hands against my cheeks, inching closer and places his lips on mine. His forehead rests on mine. "I love you, Ray." He says, taking me by surprise. My heart starts beating fast. It takes me a while to give the new information a place in my head, eventually I can. I press my lips on his for a short time. "I love you, Mikey." I say. "This is so cheesy, but I love it." He says.

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I'm looking on the screen of my phone. But not in silence. Michael is playing some game called Call of Duty and the shooting is hearable. My head's on Michael's lap, which is quite comfortable. "Fuck!" I think Michael died. I see him putting away the controller. "Did you die?" I ask him. "Yeah." He says and I feel him playing with my hair. "The blue is fading out." He says. "I haven't gotten the chance to redo it." I say. "Would you want it blue again?" He asks. "I was thinking to go for purple." I say. I feel him move so I move my head, he stands up. "No, my pillow." I whine, as he helps me getting up. "I wasn't that comfortable." He says. "You were." I say.

"But where are we going?" I ask as he hands me my jacket. "We'll get you some hair dye." He says. "There's no rush, I can keep this blue for a bit longer." I say as he takes my hand and we leave the house.

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"It's a good thing I trust you doing this." I tell Michael as I see him putting on the gloves so he can dye my hair. "I won't fûck it up. I know exactly what to do." He says as he starts putting on the dye. I feel him massaging my head while doing it and it feels so good. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" He asks as I can see him smirk through the mirror. "How can you tell?" I ask. "You were closing your eyes." He says.

For the rest of the time I sit there in silence. "Okay, done. Now it's just waiting." He says. "Let's talk." I say and he nods. "The tour starts again soon." Michael says. I love being around the boys, but I feel more comfortable when I'm in Australia. "I won't go with you this time." I say. "Why? Didn't you like being on tour with me?" He asks. "I loved being around you Mikey. But I don't like all the traveling we have to do." I say. "I get it, I don't know if I can handle being away from you for months." He says. "We'll keep in touch. We can FaceTime." I say. "Yeah, but I can't kiss you. And I have to cuddle with Luke instead with you." He says, making me chuckle. "This may sound stupid, but I'm scared you'll meet this random guy and forget about me." He says, stupid is more like an understatement. "I'll never forget you Michael. Besides, I don't go outside a lot so I won't meet anyone." I say, as I end my reassurance I feel his lips on mine. I kiss him back and then the timer goes off. "Time to wash my hair now." I say. "Michael?" I ask. "Oh so now you don't need me." He says. "I have to shower." I say. "Okay fine, I'll go." He says and he leaves the bathroom. I lock the door and take off my clothes to get into the shower.

After I'm sure I washed my hair good enough, I get out of the shower. When I'm all clothed and blow dried, I leave the bathroom and see Michael playing Call of Duty again. "What do you think?" I ask. "One second." He says as he shoots down some people. He turns to look at me. "Wow! You look so hot with the purple." He says, I start to blush. He only called me hot in messages and not in person. "Is it better than the blue?" I ask. "Definitely." He says, I sit next to him and kiss his cheek, letting him continue his game.

Oh my god! They said they love each other for the first time. And Ray changed her hair colour again. What do you think of the purple? Do you like it?

So I will give you this disclaimer, that I'll also put in the beginning of the next chapter. In the next chapter, the guys are in Europe already for a week. I don't only want to write about a tour, that I made.

9th of September 2017