Misery { Michael Clifford}

22.) Odd Behavior

Carter's P.O.V

It's been a few days since we all had that heart-to-heart conversation about what perfect is.

I guess I can agree with them. I am who I am because of who I used to be, and what I used to act like.

I just gotta put the past behind me, without forgetting about it.

Mikey says I should walk around and wear that shit proudly, even though it could make me look bad at first glance to someone who doesn't truly know me. However, if they don't know me then how can they judge me?

I realize that now. I'm not gonna be afraid anymore.

And with that being said, I grabbed one of Mikey's t-shirts and slid it on.

"Looking good babe." Mikey said, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin.

"Oh my fucking god Michael. You can't sneak up on me like that. I nearly shit myself." I snapped at him while he laughed like an asshole.

"Oh c'mon Car, it was funny. Admit it." Mikey said.

"It was not funny Michael. I fucking hate when people sneak up on me like that. You should know this by now, I've only told you about a hundred times since we started dating." I said, irritation evident in my voice.

"I'm sorry babe, really. I was just coming to ask if you were still coming to lunch with me and Luke." Michael said and I nodded.

"That was the plan." I said and he nodded before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

No kiss? No hug? Just a nod? That's weird, I wonder what had gotten into him.

Maybe I'm just over thinking it. He probably just wanted to give me space so I could finish getting ready for the day ahead.

We are going to Giovanni's for lunch, the most amazing Italian food in the area.

Olive Garden is good too, but Giovanni's is ten times better, at least to me.

"Carter are you almost ready! Mikey wants to leave in like ten minutes." Luke shouted from downstairs, and I rolled my eyes slightly.

"Yes Luke. I'll be down in five."

A/n- I know its short, but its just a filler for whats coming in the next few chapters.