strike a pose ||| michael clifford

chapter 4

Hanging out with Michael was always fun. He'd make you feel welcome, that's just the kind of person he is.

We ended up sitting in his car in the empty parking lot of some drug store talking until a ridiculous hour in the morning.

Now, a week after hanging out with him, my feelings for him are growing stronger and stronger.

The 8 of us decided on a beach picnic, just because.

I stood in my closet in my pajamas deciding on what to wear.

"You should wear a swim suit under whatever your gonna wear." Anna said to me plopping herself on my bed.

I groaned. I forgot that it's on the beach.

"Alright." I sighed.

Anna walked over to my closet and pulled out my light blue ripped skinny jeans a and Fall Out Boy tank top. "Wear this too." She said walking away. "I'm gonna go get Emily and Miranda!"

I put on my black tankini and slipped on my outfit over it. I decided on black flip flops because that would be easiest.

After getting ready I walked down stairs and saw Miranda, Emily and Anna in my living room wearing shorts and tank tops with flip flops. Why aren't my thighs as small as theirs?

We all live in the same city, but Emily and Miranda share a apartment about 2 blocks away. Anna lives in my apartment building along with the 5sos boys.

Michael, Ashton, Calum and Luke all barged through my door with swim trunks, singlets and floaties adorning their fit bodies.

We stared at eachother for a solid 4 minutes before breaking into a fit of giggles because of their strange choice of outfit.

"I have everything we need for a day at the beach." Ahton said excitedly, "I have a picnic, and floaties and sunscreen and blow up balls and more food!"

Miranda kissed his cheek lightly, giggling at her boyfriend.

"Okay dear."

As we all trudged down the hall into the elevator we decided who would be driving with who.

"I can drive four people." Calum said, "and I'm taking Emily." He finished, snaking an arm around her waist.

"I can drive the rest." I chirped in wanting to save the trouble.

"Okay it's settled." Luke said, lacing his hand with Anna's smaller one.

Once we were at the beach we were already groaning at how hot is was.

"It's soo hot!" Miranda yelled, plopping herself on the bench and pulling a water bottle out of the cooler.

"What food did you bring Ash?" Michael asked grabbing the abnormally large picnic basket.

"I can't cook so I ordered pizza." Ashton said as Michael pulled out two large boxes of pizza and a few bags of chips.

We all nodded in response. The beach was sandy, and it was a really warm day out. The tide was up and was slightly wavey so it was perfect to swim in.

I saw a lot of other teenage girls and noticed how small most of them were and couldn't help but compare myself to them.

As everyone else was striping to go get in the water, I layed down on the towel in the sun to read my book, The Last Song, not wanting to have to be so exposed in front of everyone. Miranda and Anna ran of with Luke and Ashton following them and Calum picked up Emily and threw her over his shoulder, ready to throw her into the water.

"Why don't you go swim?" asked Michael as he sat next to me.

"Why don't you?" I replied with sass.

Michael shrugged.

"I don't like the sun."

"Me either." I said sulking back a bit.

Lie. I didn't want to show off my jiggly thighs and not so flat stomach.

Once again we were sat in a comfortable silence.

These kind of moments are my favorite kinds of moments because we could be doing absolutly nothing, in complete silence, yet still be so comfortable with eachother. Its nice.

With Michael everything comes so naturally. Of course modeling comes naturally to me but just about every other thing I'm so cautious about what doing, to make sure I don't make a fool of myself.

Even with the girls, I don't make stupid faces like they do wen we take selfies, or on snapchat because I don't look cute or adorable like they do, an I don't wear booty shorts and sports bras during our slumber partys.

"Why are you so closed off?" Michael asked bluntly, catching me off guard.

"What?" I asked suprised.

"I mean, why aren't you as loud and.. I don't know, preppy? Confident? As the other girls. I don't know, it just confuses me. Nevermind." Michael stuttered looking away.

I decided to ignore his comment and continue reading my book.

Once the others came up to our spot on the beach soaking wet, thy started to get into the food. Michael soon joined in on the food fest while I stood back watching.

I don't feel like writing anymore bye