Ugly hearts (Michael Clifford FanFiction)

Chapter 5: Coloring book

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I rubbed my eyes, yawned then grabbed the phone. The brightness of the screen, made me blind for 10 seconds. When my vision finally returned I saw the I.D. I answered right away.

“Mum? Why are you calling me? It’s like 7 am” I said, glancing at the clock on the nightstand.

“Oh, I’m so sorry sweetie, I didn’t know…-“

“Oh, yeah time difference.” I sighed, remembering I’m on the other side of the globe.

“So, how do you like America? Did you make any friends yet?”

“Mum, it’s my first day here, of course I di-“I stopped mid-sentence remembering the flight. Michael.

“Kylie? Are you there?”

“Mum, am…yeah I am…actually I did meet someone. And he’s taking me out today” I said excitement taking over my voice.

I was always honest with my mum. I always tell her everything that is happening in my life. I mean, we have special connection and I’m so glad we do. I see how some kids treat their moms, and it’s horrible.

“Oh? It’s a he? Baby I have to go, job is waiting” she said sadly. “But call me later and tell me everything, deal?”

“Ok, mum. Love you.”

“Love you too baby.”

Then she hang up. Then I remembered, the living monster next to me. I totally forgot to tell my mum about them.

I put the phone away and fell back into my amazing bed and fell asleep.

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I woke up again, because the sun was peeking through my window a little too much. I got up and pull the curtains in front of the shining monster. A beautiful monster called sun.

I went into the bathroom and washed my teeth and brushed my hair. And apply make-up. Not too much cause I hate that, just a thin layer of powder and mascara.

I was quite hungry, but when I was half way to the kitchen I remember I haven’t gone shopping yet. I guess we’ll have to go out for breakfast.

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I arrived in the cute little restaurant and sat next to the huge window. There was a menu on the table and I took a look at it. Then I saw something. Pancakes with blueberries. I put the menu away.

“Hello, my name is Ashton and I’ll be your waiter for today. What can I get you?” said the boy in front of me, looking at the notes he recently took from a family sitting across from me. Then he looked at me. He had brown eyes and messy brown hair, with bandana in it. I have to admit he looked cute.

“Am…yeah I’ll have pancakes with blueberries and some lemonade please.” I said looking at him in the eyes.

He stared a bit, and then realized what I just said.

“Good choice.”

I smiled at him, and then he took off. 

I can’t stop thinking about Michael and our ‘date’ today. I mean, what I will wear? Should I wear a dress or is that too much. I can’t have him thinking I’m trying too much.

 I like Michael.

“Here you go, beautiful.” Said Ashton, as he set down my pancakes.

“Thank you, can I pay now?”

“Don’t worry about that, it’s on the house” he gave me a sweet smile. “Do you need anything else?”

“Actually, yes. Do you need help here, in the restaurant?  I could really use a job” I asked politely.