You had been checking in every week on your guitar. You thought you could just ask for Michaels number to call him and check, but you loved the excuse to see him. You had been getting very close to him until you walked into 'High Strung' to find him with another gorgeous girl near some vintage records. You then stopped checking in, figuring that you'd get your guitar back some other way. You were sitting at homelistening to music when your home phone rang. after two rings no one got it so you reluctantly picked it up. "Hey." You greeted dullely. "Hey, I've been missing your company."micheals raspy voice and faded,my New York accent came through. "Oh, not enough other girls there for you?" "Girls hit on me all the time, _____. I sell guitars and records!But none of them come back, not like you." You didn't reply. "Look, your guitar is fixed, I'll be over in ten minutes, but you have to come out and get it." You smiled, "Okay fine." You tried to still sound mad. "I know you're smiling, I'll see you soon." You hung up and quickly tidied yourself up. You then heard a car pull up outside. You walked out to find Micheal sitting in a beat up camaro. You looked through the window. Micheal gestured for you to get in. You did. "Okay, where is it?" "Please come with me, I want to take you somewhere." He begged with his sparkling green eyes. "Okay." You smiled as he skidded down the road, making you giggle like crazy. You drove down some old roads until you were out of town. "Where are we?"The moon was full and bright as it lit up the open field You then felt arms around your waist pulling you close. "This is beautiful, " You said as he held you from behind. "I have one more surprise for you." He picked you up and set you on the hood of his car, then pulling out your beautiful acoustic, fixed and restored. You gasped. He then sat down beside you, tuned it, and played the first chords of 'You're Beautiful' by James Blunt. Near the end tears were running down your face. The last chords echoed as Micheal stared straight into your eyes and leaned on his side and leaned in to kiss but then all of a sudden you heard a person shouting Mikey! Mikey! I turned to see two out of three guys staring at Micheal with a huge smirk on their face but the guy in in the middle was not all that pleased probably because he's your brother.
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High strung: Micheal Clifford Imagine
FanficMicheal Clifford short imagine story for 5 Second of summer fans