Unpredictable (Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Chapter 20: Song Writing

I update this chapter earlier today because later, I can't update since we have a final practice for our upcoming intramurals this Thursday. 

And if you will observe the typical, grammars and spelling errors, please, don't brag me about it coz I as what I said, I will just edit this story later when it's now completed. And to let you know, I'm not some sort of British or American so I'm not so good in english. I'm a Filipino and I speak a different language but I can speak english but not so fluently.

That's all. Here's now the chapter.....

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Chapter 20: Song Writing

(Bailey's POV:)

After all the tragic happens to Michael, finally that its been a month since he got shot and was confined to the hospital at L.A. and now, he's okay and playing with his guitar.

I'm here in his house because he invited me to hang out with him today but guess what, he's busy and I feel like he didn't feel my presence here.

He's head is  low and his holding a pen, and a paper. He placed the paper on the table and start scribbling down on it. He's writing and try composing a song.

I tried to distruct him like waving my hands to his face but he keeps on swatting it away and continue on writing. But when a better idea came up to my naughty mind (not in a kinky way)..........

"Oh! Stop hahahaha-Bay-hahaha-that tickles-hahaha"

He giggles, try hard to swat my hands away and squirming away from me. I just tickled him. I'm probably trying to be a kill joy here. Well, I'm bored and poor Mike. I still continue to tickled him.

"Stop that Bay. My cut!"

He said and I stopped. Oh, I forgot the cut to his stomach the part where he got shot. Guilt hits me like a ton of bricks.

"......S-sorry Mike, I didn't meant to. I'm just bored and have nothing to do."

I apologised at him and look straightly at my lap, playing with my fingers and biting my lower lip. My habbit when I suddenly feel guilty to someone.

"That's okay. I know you didn't mean it too."

He said and give me a convincing smile. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him that I almost sit on his lap. I look down at the papers at the table and saw many erasures on it.

"Why don't you just help me writing this one. Look at it, it is full of erasures."

He suggest and look at me then back at the papers. I think he have a hard time on writing a song for today.

"Uh.... I'm not sort of a good writer since I didn't even experience or try on that thingy but, okay I'll try...."

And I grabbed the paper and read at the first line that he wrote down.

Can I call wake you up on a Sunday?

I think for a minute then after thinking, I scribbled down the lines that come up from my mind.

Late night, I think we need to get away

Head lights, hold tight, turn the radio loud

And then I let Michael checked for what I wrote at the paper. His eyes scanned it and a smile crept to his lips.

"Bloody hell. You're good at writing. Okay, it's my turn now."

He complimented and give me a big smile. I giggled in return. He then starr writing another stanza followed mine.

Let me know where to go and I'll get you there.

Tell the truth and I'll show you how to dare.

Flash lights held tight we could own this town.

"What about, we add this one, 'Never say goodbye'......"

Then, we continue to write and try hard to complete the song. After our little help with each other, we read again the paper and we both froze at our sits. We forgot something important to the song.

"Mike, I think we forgot to write the chorus......"

And then we immediately grabbed the pen again and start thinking of the chorus for the song.

After our joined force and brain storming, finally we have a chorus for the song.

And so kiss me, kiss me, kiss me

"Why is that?"

I asked as he first write the first line of the chorus.

"That is what is on my mind."

He just shrugged and continue to write and I just sat there, still thinking for the lines to add on the song.

And tell me that I'll see you again

'Cause I don't know,

If I can let you go

"Oh, that's incredible!"

I exclaimed and he just smiles. I grabbed the paper from him and write all of what idea I already have on my mind.

And so kiss me, kiss me, kiss me

I'm dying just to see you again

Let's make tonight

The best of our lives,

Yeah.

After I wrote it down, he smiles and appreciate my idea. We look at each others eyes before we sing the last one line that we both made up in our mind. It's like we are twins and we have a telephaty.

"Here's to teenage memories........"

We sang and lean in his couch and laugh. Laughter and giggles errupt and filled the room.

"So, what can we title for this?"

I asked and Michael think again for a bit before writing down the title. Kiss Me, Kiss Me as what he wrote. He cheered in happines and excitedly pulling out his phone from his jean pocket and texted all the rest of the boys about the song that we composed. He is proud of it so am I.

"Oh, thanked God that you're here or else, I can't write a song beautiful as this!"

He exclaimed and hugged me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me unto his lap.

"Well, you kinda owe me a lot for this!"

And we laughed at my joke statement.

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Yay! We are now on Chapter 20. Sorry if this chapter sucks guys.  This is just a filler so don't worry.

Michael and Bailey is on a brain storming just to write and composed the song they titled Kiss Me, Kiss Me! Hooray guys that they do it better.

Honestly, I love that song and besides that, English Love Affair and Voodoo Doll is my favorite also.

Thank you guys and keep supporting this story.

Goodbye and see yah on next Wednesday!

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- Hannah