Love You (A 5sos/Michael Clifford Fan Fic) *DONE*

Chapter 4 Writing Notes In Class

Michael’s POV

“It’s too early Luke! She will think I’m crazy!” I exclaimed.

“Then when are you going to tell her?” He asked.

“Later. When we spend more time together and get to know each other more.”

“Michael come on! That is what you do on dates! Just ask her.” He said.

“No, now let’s get to school if we don’t want to be late.”

I grabbed my school bag and left the house locking it. Mum and dad went to work early again. Usual.

“I’m not kidding though! When are you going to ask her?!”

“I’m not kidding Luke! Drop it already!”

That got him to shut up. We walked to school and went to our lockers. I grabbed my stuff and went to Meaghan’s locker.

“Hey.” I said.

“Hi.” She said with a hint of pain in her voice. That made my heart ache.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

“Nothing.” She closed her locker with her binders underneath her arms. She turned to me and gave one of her forceful smiles. I looked at her and she looked so broken and hurt. I just wanted to hold her and tell her everything is going to be okay. But I couldn’t because I don’t know what’s wrong. I know it’s more than her mothering passing, but I’m not going to ask. That’s rude.

“Let’s go then.” I said. She nodded her head as she led the way to class, me following her. I noticed she was walking slower than normal. She was limping. I just want to rip the person’s head off of whoever hurt my baby girl!

When we went inside English, we went to the back. Instead of sitting beside my friends, I sat beside Meaghan.

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It was Math class now and I couldn’t help but notice whenever Meaghan moved, she looked like she was in pain. It really shattered my heart. As the teacher was talking, I decided to write a note to Meaghan.

You okay? Every time you move, it looks like you are in pain.

I handed her the note and she read it. She grabbed her pen and wrote. She handed me the note back and read it.

I’m going to be honest. I am NOT okay.

I frowned and wrote back.

Tell me, what’s wrong?

I handed the note to her and she wrote back.

I rather tell you face to face and not on notes.

I read it and couldn’t help but notice the paper is wet. Is she crying?

Okay, but please don’t cry. I have a question to ask you.

I’m going to do it. I’m going to ask her out.

What is it?

I smiled and wrote.

Would you like to go out on a date someday?

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Cliffhanger! Sorry bout that, but I'd like some comments before I update again.