Almost Gone. || Michael Clifford

Chapter 10 - Mad?

I was almost there now, just a few meters left and I could feel my heart pounding like crazy. What if he's there? What if he's not? What if he's there and are angry with me? What he hates me and doesn't want to meet me ever again?

I saw the bench now, but he wasn't there. I decided to wait for awhile, since I didn't want to go home right now, I rather just sit here alone and wait for Michael.

I looked all over the place, hoping that Michael would show up soon. But it feels like I've been here for an hour now, and it feels pretty useless to be here if he's not gonna come. As I stood up, I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder and once again it's Michael who scares me. I jumped from him as I tried to catch my breath and he just stood there looking like a question mark.

"I saw your tweet." He said coldly. Once I finished catching my breath, I look over at him with a huge smile and run into his arms. "Omg, I'm so happy you saw that! I was starting to doubt it and I don't know my phone broke so I couldn't reach you, and apparently I had school today, and I'm just really sorry! I didn't mean to miss our second date! I was really looking forward to it.." I spoke extremely fast, but he didn't give me a reaction at all. He didn't hug me back. He just looked at me with something written in his face. I couldn't tell what, but he kinda looked hurt or disappointed.

"What happened to your phone?" Was all he asked. I grabbed my phone and showed it to him. I pressed the start button but nothing happened. "This." I said. "It won't work. That's why I tweeted you. And I was really lucky because a girl was lending me her phone so I could tweet you." I told him. "And right, before I forget. This girl, her name is Michelle, wanted a follow from you.. I told her that I'd ask you if you'd show up, and here you are.." I smiled guilty to him. "Sure, what's her twitter name?" Was all he said as he took his phone out from his pocket. I told him her name and I could see that he followed her.

"Thank you.." I said and he gave me a fake smile and put his phone in his pocket again. "Michael.. Why are you mad with me?" I said as I sat myself on the bench. He followed my lead and was now sitting beside me, looking at the all the stars. "What do you think?!" He started. "I was out with a beautiful girl.. We had our first date and I had a really good time. But the next day when I text her, she won't reply.. I tried to call her, but no reply.. I was really worried that something might had happened to you!" He confessed. "But then another thought hit me. What if she didn't want anything to do with me. She maybe blocked my number.. She maybe didn't want to have a second date after all.. She maybe agreed to be polite.." He said still looking at the stars. I looked at him and turned his face so he was facing me.

"I promise you, I would never ignore you. I had a wonderful first date and I'd love a second one.. But then mom wakes me up and tells me I have to go to school.. I was going to text you when I was in school but then this kid comes and grab my phone from my hands and then I throws it at me so it lands on the grounds in front of me, and it breaks too. So sorry Michael..." I tell him and I could feel tears running down my cheeks, I was still facing him and he moved his head closer to mine.

Without a second thought I pressed my lips against him. It was a sweet and romantic kiss, and our first one too. I didn't know what to think and when we broke the kiss he tells me, "Shall we meet here tomorrow then? At 5pm? What do you say?" He smiled at me, holding one of his hands on my cheek as he waited for an answer. "I'd love too.." I told him. And this time, nothing was going to stop me. I was going to meet him here without anything stopping me. I love being with him and I really hope he becomes my boyfriend soon.

"It's pretty late?" Michael said looking me in the eyes. "Do you wanna go home or do you wanna walk around for a bit, or?"

"I don't mind spending time with you, so I chose the second one!" I said and gave him a huge grin. I just hope he doesn't find me annoying or anything now.

We rose from the bench and started to walk.

"So how did you find me?" I asked him curiously and looked over at him. He raised his left eyebrow, which meant that he didn't understand what I was talking about.

"Yeah.. How did you find my tweet on twitter.. You have millions of fans who tweet you and yet you find me.. How, if I may ask?" I explained to him.

"Oh... I told you the other night that I saw all of the mean tweets.. And everyone mentions you, so it was pretty easy!" He looked at me concerned, like I would be offended by all the horrible tweets or something.

"Okay, well.. I'm glad you found my tweets.. Because I don't want you to be mad with me.." I told him looking down at the ground. "I can't be mad with you.. You're way to cute to be mad at," He said as he winked. I could feel myself blush at his words. "And if anyway should be mad, it's you.." He added later. But why should I be mad? I no reason too? Or have I?.. Oh god this boy makes me confused..

"Why should I be mad?" I said slightly laughing.

"Because of the hate.. It's all my fault.." He told me with a serious expression. "No, it's not your fault that the fans can't except that you have a personal life?" I said as I smile to him showing him that I'm not mad with him. And I'm not mad. Well, not at the purple haired boy beside me anyway. I mean, how can someone be mad with him? Have you even seen him? He's too damn handsome and beautiful and cute to be mad with. "And some of your fans are really nice to me. Like Michelle, she didn't say anything bad about me, or us. She even lend me her phone so I could contact you." I grinned at him and pushed him lightly on the arm.

"Yeah that's true. So if none of us are mad, then what do you say about following me to our tour bus? We have a play station and wii and all that shit if you wanna join me for a game? I know it's pretty late, but it would be fun?" Michael said, giving me puppy eyes and a smile that showed all of his teeth. I rather be with him now, than going home to that psycho home I'm living in. Besides, I don't think any of them would miss me and I'd probably come home when they are asleep so they won't even notice if I'm gone.

"That would be awesome," I said as I smirked at him. "Show me the way." I continued and with that, he grabbed my hand and started to walk to his tour bus.