Michael Clifford Imagines

Flight

Flight

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It was finally spring break, and you and your friends were flying to Florida to spend the week at the beach. However, the trip had not started off well. Your seat on the plane had been moved at the last second, and now you were sitting alone, nowhere near any of your friends. You sighed; this was going to be a long flight.

You flipped through a magazine you had brought for the flight, and when you looked up, your heart skipped a beat. Michael Clifford, the boy you had dreamed of meeting for years, was walking down the aisle. He came to a stop next to your seat, and threw his duffle bag in the compartment above. He looked at you and said, "Is this seat taken?"

Is this real? Is this actually happening right now?  You stuttered, "I-I guess not." He sat down beside you and winked. "I was hoping it wasn't."