The Exchange (Michael Clifford Fanfic)

Chapter 42

The day at school seemed like a drag. Michael avoided me for the whole day, but who’s to blame him. I deserved to be treated like shit. I fucked up and I knew it. I scribed down notes that the professor displayed and I at least tried to focus on my school work. “Take notes for me.” Michael says while he scrolls through his phone. “You could say please?” I huffed, rolling my eyes. I obeyed like a bitch and started taking notes for him.

 I look over at him, and he has a look of confusion and anger on his face. “What’s wrong?” I ask him. “Nothing Grace.” He says shortly and immediately turns back to taking notes. “Well sorry.” I mutter. “Don’t apologize.”

Finally only 5 more minutes of class. The professor tells us about our homework assignments and how we should start studying, even though we just took a test. Fat chance. I have to force myself to study even when there is no test nearby. “Lunch at Subway. Meet me by my car at 3:30 so we can walk there.” Michael says while getting his things together.

“Are you asking or telling me?” I say kind of in a joking tone. “I’m telling you Grace. Meet me there and be on time.” He says to me. “Okay, okay, sheesh. I will.” I ramble so he doesn’t get even more angry than he was.

I walk out of the classroom and I see Michael waiting on the corner. “Aren’t you going to class.” I say to him. “Yeah, I was waiting for you.” He responds. “Oh are you gonna walk me?” I question him. “No.” He says shortly. “Oh. Well alright then.” I say looking at the ground.

I immediately feel a pair of arms around my waist. “I’ll see you later baby.” He says in a low voice. “Okay.” I say looking up, placing my arms around his neck. He kisses me once lightly and he was already letting go and walking away. “Bye!” I call out. “Don’t be late.” He responds, although his back is still turned away from me. Well shit.

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I sat in lab waiting for my water to boil when the fire alarm system goes off in the classroom. “Okay class, pack up your things quickly, we’re just going to end lab.” My lab professor shouts over the alarm. I gather my things and head towards the door. “Hey wait!” My partner Maria calls to me.

“Wanna work on the lab together? Maybe in the library?” She says to me. She was a Mexican girl with short curly hair and bright brown eyes. She was short and wore skinny jeans and a band tee. “Uhh sure. I have to go to lunch at 3:30 though.” I say.

“Okay that’s fine!” She chimes. We walk while gossiping about the students in our class, talking about who the cutest guy was. We finally get to the library and open our lab things and our laptops. I found myself scrolling through tumblr.. oops.

“HAHAHHAH!” I hear her chuckle loudly. “What??” I say, and she immediately turns her laptop to me to a video of some old lady. She was on tumblr as well. Oh god, we weren’t going to get any work done. “That was hilarious, I’m dying.” She says still giggling to herself. “What’s your user?” I say to her. “You have a tumblr?? Oh my god, find me now!” I give her my user and we continue to stalk each other’s tumblr until I look at the clock on the wall and see the time reads 3:27pm.

“Oh shit!! I have to meet Michael at 3:30 for lunch!” I shriek. “Oh you have time.” She says still scrolling. “No you don’t understand! I have to go!” I say packing my things. “Aren’t you just meeting for lunch though?” She questions getting her things together as well. “Yeah but…-“

“Well, I’m sure he can wait.” She interrupts. Ugh she has no idea who I’m dealing with.. WHO I’M LIVING WITH. “No you don’t understand.” I say still in a hurry. “We’ll then enlighten me!” She says with a grin on her face, following me out the door.

I explained the whole situation to her, every single detail at that. I felt close to her for some reason. I haven’t had any girl talk in a while and she didn’t have much experience with guys, although she gave the best advice. “Wow.. well you have a murderer on your hands.” She jokes as we reach the car. “What the fuck!?” I laugh. Honestly Michael probably is murderer ready to kill me for fucking Luke.

Oh god, the thought of it makes me nauseous. Not having sex with Luke, but the whole situation. “Hey, can I tag along for lunch? I don’t feel like going to my dorm yet.” She questions. “Oh yeah girl! Of course.” I say excitingly.

I look at my phone at it was 3:42 and I was freaking out, especially since we were reaching Michael’s car and he wasn’t there. “Oh fuck.” I gasp. “What!??”

“Michael isn’t here. Fuck he probably already left without me and he’s gonna bitch when he sees me.” I groan looking down at my phone. “Is that him?!” Maria says pointing. “What?” I say confused while looking up. “Oh.. Wait… No that’s Calum, his best friend.” I explain. “Oh thank god, he’s cute.” She smirks at me. “Ohh god, well it’s all yours.” I laugh.

“Hey Grace, who’s this pretty little lady?” He smirks looking down at her small stature. “Oh I’m Maria, but you can call me Mar.” She smiles. “Oh well I’m Calum, but you can call me Cal.” He smirks at her and she giggles. “Oh god, let’s just hurry up and go to lunch before Michael kills me.” I groan.

They walked slowly behind me and I was ready to break out into a full sprint so Michael wouldn’t get angry with me. I was scared to face his frustration.

sooo i didn't really edit a chapter this much bc drunk! hope you like it! thank you for all the reads so far! :) x