It was Michael. Michael was the one who saved me. I was so glad to see him. I guess I didn’t realize when I bumped into Max and Nick we were right by Michael’s house. I guess he saw what was happening and rushed outside.
“Are you okay?” He asked me. I just nodded and kind of brushed it off acting like I wasn’t hurt at all.
“Yea I’m fine can we get away from them before they wake up?” I asked Michael. They were both still out cold on the ground, but I knew they were getting up soon and I did not want to be near them. Michael nodded and I quickly grabbed all my stuff off the ground. I started walking and felt a sharp pain on my side.
“Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to carry you?” Michael asked. He sounded very worried.
“N-no I will be fine.” I said while holding my side. It hurt like fucking hell. I don’t think I’m really fine.
We soon reached his door step and he led me straight up to his room. He sat me down on his bed and said he would be right back. He was probably going to get ice. I looked around his room. It was a nice room. He had some posters of bands and video games up. I recognized most of them. I use to play video games a bit and it seems like we have the same music taste. His rooms reminds me of my past in a way. I soon heard someone walk into the room. I saw him with an ice pack and a wet rag to clean up my scars.
“Umm here is some ice and I also brought a wet rag to clean up the blood and shit.” He blushed a bit which only made him seem cuter than before.
“Thank you.” I smiled.
“What happened out there? If you don’t mind telling me.” Michael asked. I didn’t mind telling him it was something that has happened before.
“Well, I was walking home and they bumped into me. I have known them for quite some time. They were never nice people. They tried taking my stuff and I got pretty pissed off.”
“I’m so sorry this happened, but ey good this I was there right?” Michael said laughing nervously to himself.
“Yea thank you so much for that I would probably be out cold on the street right now if you weren’t there.” I said. We both laughed for a few seconds then grew quiet. We both sat in silence for a minute until Michael spoke.
“I’ll be right back I’m going to get something to eat do you want anything?” He asked. Yes I wanted food. So badly. I haven’t eaten a full meal in forever, but I don’t wanna be rude.
“Um sure I’ll eat anything really.” I said nervously.
“We have chips, popcorn, fruit, left over pizza.” Michael said listing all the foods he owned. It made my mouth water. I needed to eat.
“I’ll eat whatever you eat.” I said. He nodded and left the room and went into the kitchen. I sat on the bed and used the wet cloth to clean up my scars and the blood on my face. Moments later Michael came back with a bag of doritos and popcorn.
“Are you okay with doritos and popcorn?” He asked placing the food on the bed in front of me.
“Yes I am perfectly fine with this.” I smiled. I immediately went for the popcorn. I tried to control myself so Michael wouldn’t think I was a pig or anything even though I hardly eat.
“Do you want some water?” He asked. He seemed like he was completely fine with this. I was surprised.
“Um sure that would be great.” I smiled.
“Okay I’ll be back.”He got off the bed and rushed back into the kitchen. Once I knew he was out of sight I took a hand full of food and shoved it into my mouth. I guess you could say this wasn’t the most polite thing to do but I’m starving and I never eat so I really don’t care at the moment considering Michael wasn’t in the room. Once I heard him enter the room I shot my head up and quickly swallowed my food. He handed me the water and I thanked him. I took a big sip of water and placed it on the night stand.
“Do you need anymore ice, band-aid, anything? You don’t have to be afraid to ask if you need anything let me know.” Michael said. He took a sip of water and waited for me to respond. What i need is food, clothes, a home, and to not be fucking homeless, but I can’t ask him for all that.
“No I’m okay, but thank you.” I smiled. I have never had someone help me this much ever. I hope that Michael stick around because I need someone like him to help me get back on my feet. Once you are down it is hard to get back up. Maybe Michael can help me get back on my feet. I can’t do this on my own.
“Kayla?” I shot my head up once I heard Michael call my name, breaking the silence.
“Yes?”
“I was um wondering if you would like to go out sometime? Maybe to a movie, or we could go out to eat or whatever you want to do I’m okay with but let me take you out please?” Michael asked. I could not believe what I was hearing. Someone asked me out. For someone who is homeless I would of never expected this to happen to someone like me ever. He sat there nervously waiting for me to answer.
“I would love that. T-that would be perfect.” I smiled. He smiled in relief. I could tell he was a little nervous for my answer and was relieved that I said yes. I am very happy I agreed to this. I never thought that this day would come.
“That’s great! Where would you want to go?” He asked.
“Hmm maybe pizza? I know it’s not your ideal fancy, perfect first date but-” I spoke but Michael cut me off by pressing his finger to my lips to shut me up.
“It’s perfect.” He said smiling. His face was inches away from mine. I got lost in his eyes. They were such a beautiful color. Before anything else could happen, I looked out the window and realized it was getting dark.
“I um I should probably head back, but thank you so much for everything. Thank you thank you thank you.” I said getting off the bed. As soon he stood up I couldn’t handle it anymore. I threw myself at him and wrapped my hard around him. I could tell me was taken off guard by my hug, but I soon slowly felt him hug me back. I soon released my grip and blushed.
“Sorry for that I just-” I was cut off again.
“It’s okay.” He shyly laughed.
He then walked me outside where I thanked im once again.
“Are you sure you don’t want me walking you home?” He asked.
“No I am completely fine, but thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow what time should I come?” I asked talking about our date.
“I’ll see you at 7pm.” He said. I smiled and we exchanged our last goodbye before I headed back. Besides getting attacked by Nick and Max, this day had been fucking amazing. I am still shocked that I was actually asked on a date. A DATE! Me. When was the last time someone who was homeless was asked on a date. I can’t think of a time that happened. As I made my journey back to the house I kept thinking about what will happen on this date. How will I dress, should I try to do my hair, all these thoughts running through my head. For someone who isn’t homeless this would be easy, but for me it’s a whole different story. As these thoughts were running through my head I soon stopped and realized something. Something important.
I never told Michael about my homeless life. Does he know that I am homeless? Usually when people look at me on the street, they usually realize it just by looking at you, but Michael has never really seen me out on the streets in town trying to make money. I guess I got so caught up with the fact that he was even speaking to me I never really mentioned it. I’m going to have to tell him. What will he say? Will he change his mind about me? Oh no. This may or may not end well.
**HEY GUYS SO NEXT WEEK I MAY OR MAY NOT UPDATE BECAUSE IM GOING TO THE 5SOS CONCERT FRIDAY THAN I HAVE DANCE COMPETITON SATURDAY SO I MAY UPDATE ON SUNDAY BUT SCHOOL WORK SO I DONT KNOW IF THERE WILL BE A NEW CHAP. NEXT WEEK BUT IF THERE IS IT WILL BE ON SUNDAY!! AND I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER OH MY GOD WHAT IS MICHAEL GOING TO SAY WHEN HE FINDS OUT KAYLA IS HOMELESS!**
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Homeless (Michael Clifford Fanfic)
Fanfiction18 year old Kayla has had a rough past that has lead her to become homeless. For the past year and a half life had been hard. Sleeping on streets, abandoned houses, and going through lists of pain and hard work to make little money for food. Her lif...
