In the real world, “last time” generally means LAST TIME. In Michael’s world however, it means he'll continue for however long he feels like. It was now midnight and we'd gotten back in line for the roller coaster.
“It’s more exciting at night!” Michael exclaimed.
“Oh I bet,” I said sarcastically. “I’m sure it would be even more fun if we were awake.”
Michael giggled and placed his arm around my waist. If he had done this earlier on in the day I probably would have unwound his arm faster than a fat kid runs for cake, but since I've grown to like Michael and I was half asleep I didn't really mind.
“I promise this is the last time and I'll take you home afterwards.”
I looked up at him and held out my hand. “Pinky swear!”
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We moved to the front of the line, showed our wristbands and made our way to the front cart. We were repeated the same recording that played all day and I laughed as Michael mimicked the voice. He had the energy of the little kid and his attitude was always so positive. It made me wonder what he managed to do that kicked him out of his house in Australia…
“Try something for me,” he said.
“Anything.”
“Keep your eyes closed until we stop again, but keep your hands up.”
“Are you doing it too?” I asked.
“Of course Evans. I'm not going to miss out on all the fun!”
The roller coaster began to move and Michael closed his eyes lifting his arms in the air, so I did the same. We rounded the corner and I felt ourselves being lifted higher into the air meaning we were reaching the high point before the drop. I felt Michael's arm brush against mine and blushed. It was a good thing that it was dark and our eyes were closed, so I didn't have to hide my smile. We began to slow and it was seconds away from the drop. Michael's arm brushed mine again, but this time I felt his fingers grab for mine. We were teetering over the edge when Michael entwined his fingers in mine and we soared down the track. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and my whole body grew tingly. As we turned the corners, the wind blew through my hair and undid my bun. It felt as though we were flying; just me and him without a care in the world. A giant weight lifted off my body and for the first time in a long time I was happy.
Mission Beach was only minutes from my home, so we didn't have much of a drive. Michael quietly sang along to the radio as I rested my head on the window.
“You're really good.” I said.
“Oh… thanks.” He blushed keeping contact with the road.
“Don't stop!” I exclaimed. I reached forward towards the radio and turn the volume. Michael and I sang along to Mayday Parade and All Time Low until we reached my driveway.
“Well this is it-“
“Tell me something!” I spoke cutting him off.
“What?” he asked, turning off the car.
“Tell me something about you!”
“Oh… well I play the guitar.”
“Really?!” I always wanted to learn the guitar, but we never had time for lessons.
“Yeah I'm actually in the band back home with a few of my mates…” his voice trailed off. I could tell I hit a touchy subject.
“Oh, well you have to play for me sometime then before you go home!”
“Of course.” He stepped out of the truck and walked over to my door.
We walked up my driveway hand in hand until we reached my front door. Michael pulled out his phone. “Here put your number in so I can call before I pick you up tomorrow.”
“Where we going?!”
“Nowhere. It's a surprise.”
I giggled and entered my number in his contacts. In return he shot me a text.
“You can't open it until I'm gone.”
“Why?” I questioned.
“Promise?!”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Pinky swear!” He smirked and I held out my hand.
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Michael left and I quietly walked through the front door, heading up to my room. Luckily my mom was asleep. I walked up the stair to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I threw my phone onto my bed and went to my bathroom to put my pajamas on. When I came back, I saw the flashing notification on my phone. It was the text from Michael: "i think ur pretty cool... and pretty pretty ♡"
I laughed and quickly responded before falling asleep: "i think you're pretty great too :}"
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(A/N): asdfghjkl awwww theyre so cute ♡ sorry i havent updated in ages... ill try to update around 2 times a week but im not promising anything .--. i made a trailer for this story and you should totally go check it out and tell me what you think in the comments below :} trailers in the side bar ---->
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Shattered
FanfictionWhen you shut the world out, it'll start doing the same to you. Scout Evans was your typical teenage girl. The summer of her senior year started off great; spending time with her friends, sending and receiving college letters, making good choices...