Michael
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We go to the park where we had a picnic last time.
"Guys, I've invited your girlfriends." Sophia says, sitting down next to me on the picnic blanket. "I hope you don't mind.
"What a beautiful sight you are, Chloe." Calum says as he sees his girlfriend and Kamryn walk towards us.
"Uh... Kamryn Beck. Your eyes sparkle like the ocean." Luke stutters. Kamryn frowns.
"Luke, my eyes are brown."
"Sorry. Your eyes sparkle like that muddy puddle over there." Luke grins.
Kylie sits down and playfully punches him in the arm. Ashton sighs. I can't tell where he's looking since he has sunglasses on.
"It feels like someone's missing." Ash says, playing with his shoes.
"Does it?" Says a voice from behind me.
Rebekah Adams stands behind us, and sits next to Ashton. His jaw is hanging open, and he hugs her tightly.
"Did you invite her?" I whisper to Sophie.
"Yeah, she missed him, he missed her. I can't deal with him being drunk and depressed all the time." She whispers back.
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"Luke, do you remember how you kept the letters?" I ask.
"What? Oh, yeah. Those." He says.
"I want to see them."
"No, I can't give them to you."
"Why not?"
"Because. You might... you might... I don't want you to see them." Luke decides.
"But they're for me. I should be able to read them."
"Oh my god, what have I done." Luke groans.
"What do you mean, what have you done?"
"Michael, I'm sorry. I can't give you the letters. Now please, stop asking about it."
"Luke, what's wrong?" I ask, looking him in the eyes.
"Oh my god. I feel like... oh my god, I'm sorry."
"Tell me already!"
"I think I caused your first attempt because of these letters."
"You didn't. The letters did. That's why I want to see them."
"Just ignore them, ignore the fact that they exist. I'm not going to let you read them. I don't want you to get upset."
"Okay. I get it." I say, a little frustrated. "It's fine."
"Good." Luke says. "Because we've got more tours coming up, later this year."
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Reject.
FanfictionMichael Clifford has always felt a little bit like a reject. Okay, sometimes A LOT. It's as if nobody ever notices or cares. And a six foot tall boy with neon hair isn't easy to miss. But is the feeling of rejection enough to throw away the feeling...