perfect || michael clifford [slow updates]

.07

Calum spread the word to Ashton quicker than I thought he would. Ashton was currently on the phone with Calum in the car as we drove to Calum's house. They were in the midst of fangirling when Calum almost ran over some innocent people with his car.

"I can't believe Michael like caught you! That was like a movie moment!" Ashton practically screeched through the small speaker in the phone.

"I walked in and when I saw Michael I almost fainted!" Calum added, while trying not to drive off the road.

I listened to their blabber about Michael and I for about another 10 minutes until Cal hung up.

"So what really happened?" Cal asked after he calmed down a little bit.

"I fainted and he caught me," I explained sighing it wasn't really much, "Ash or Luke or you would do the same."

"Actually I think I'd let you break your skull Kay," Calum laughed as he cracked himself up.

"Thanks you're all so loving," I joked back.

By the time we reached my house Calum had almost hit 5 curbs, 2 mail boxes and almost 1 person.

We pulled into my driveway, "Cal I don't understand how you have a licensee."

He shrugged, "Kay I have no idea either."

Within seconds we were both laughing.

We walked into our house discussing the Avengers.

"Dude Captain America definitely is the best," Cal reasoned. "He's fucking awesome."

"But Cal, Thor is super cool too. He's basically a god," I countered, "and he's pretty cute."

"Wow Thor is so cute!" Cal squealed in a 16 year old girl voice, "Don't you just love his muscles? And oh that sexy long hair?"

My obnoxious laugh rang through my house. I walked over to the freezer and pulled out a tub of ice cream. Grabbing two spoons we sat at the table.

"So what are we gonna talk about with Michael on the chat?" I took a huge scoop of ice cream into my mouth.

"I'm not sure. Probably music. I'll tell you all the bands he likes and such."

"Well doesn't he already technically think I like the same music as him?"

Cal shifted his weight to his elbow that was resting on the table, "I guess, sort of I actually don't know. But I know he loves your lyrics."

I sighed. Oh yeah forgot about that.

"Hey," the brown eyed boy in front of me started, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry I shared your lyrics."

I couldn't look him in the eye. I knew he meant well but I'm still a little mad he did. But I couldn't stay mad at Calum for a while. We've been through too much.

Finally I exhaled, "It's fine," I tried to tell him sincerely. It really was okay. I mean Michael has started to be nicer to me. Maybe the past was in the past. Maybe he changed. The boy that I used to know wasn't that much of a pig? I didn't know what to think.

Calum left before dinner, I have my mom an excuse saying I had to study. I actually just wanted to be alone.

About an hour after I finished my homework I quiet knock was at my door.

"Come in," I called sitting at my desk.

Graham soon poked his head in.

"Hey, so uh what's wrong?"

"Why would you think something's wrong?" I asked.

"We had steak for dinner and you never miss steak."

I rolled my eyes, "You're judging something is wrong because I didn't eat steak?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

"Graham I'm fine, can you please leave?"

Within the next few seconds I was alone again.

Another 3 hours past and I was just scrolling through twitter and stuff.

I almost had a heart attack when I heard a little clink on my window. It was raining but the clink sounded like a rock.

I tried to ignore it thinking it was just the wind and the rain or something.

A couple more clinks came to the window.

It was annoying me so I decided to go check it out.

I walked over to my window, so now I was either going to get murdered like in some horror movie or I was going to encounter a bear.

I opened my window, and to my surprise Michael Clifford himself standing throwing rocks at my window. I looked at my clock. It was midnight.

"What are you doing?!" I screamed whispered.

He pointed down to the back door motioning me to go unlock it.

I reluctantly hurried down my stairs to go unlock the door. I was so confused on why he was here. Why was Michael at my back door at midnight? It's like a movie.

I unlocked the door and in came a soaking wet Michael.

He dripping And his hair was flat. He sort of looked cute.

"Uh hey," he sputtered out.

I laughed. "Hey."

"You're probably-" I stopped him by motioning him to be quiet.

My parents weren't heavy sleepers but they weren't extremely light. The next step I took was a risk. I grabbed Michael's hand to guide him through the dark house. I brought him to the stairs and put my fingers to my mouth signaling him to be quiet.

He nodded as we quickly ran up the stairs.

I lead him to my room which was lit by the dim lamp.

I released his hand and went to lock my door.

Michael proceeded to sit on my bed.

I turned around and looked at him.

I was still sort of whispering but I added a joking tone, "So Mr. Clifford welcome to my office," he smiled and I continued, "Why are you here?"

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AY UPDATE

Cliffhanger?? Sort of idk lol

Sorry it's been forever

It's unedited and stuff but still you guys rock for reading this

And wow Kay getting a lil flirty maybe who knows