Song Of The Chapter: Close As Strangers
Oh, everyday
You feel a little bit further away
And I don't know what to say
Are we wasting time?
Talking on a broken line?
Telling you I haven't seen your face in ages
I feel like we're as close as strangers
Won't give up
Even though it hurts so much
Every night I'm losing you in a thousand faces
Now it feels we're as close as strangers
Chapter 2
Cal’s P.O.V~
‘Yes I’ve fallen for my best friend. I’m sorry I did please don’t hate me just because I love him. It doesn’t mean I’m fully gay I could just be into purple haired boys with eyebrow piercings with the last name Clifford. I just love him. His cute smile that warms my heart and his cute little nose. Can’t forget his beautiful green eyes. His little finger tattoos… Michael has such a weird effect on me. He probably doesn’t even feel the same about me though. So right now it basically stays a crush. Don’t get me wrong I’d love to spend the rest of my life with him. I love the way he changes his hair color just to stand out even though he stands out enough. I am worried he’d go bald but that’s beside the point here. I love the way he plays guitar and how he takes such good pride in his work. I remember when I first fell in love with Mikey... God Michael why’d you have to be so fucking cute? His smile draws me in more making things more difficult. Someday Michael Gordon Clifford I’ll tell you how I feel and hope that you feel the same way’
I got up at my normal time say about 8. I hoped up took a shower changed into black skinnies and my ‘Santa Cruz’ shirt. I slide my beanie over my hair and then headed outta my room. I walked down the steps and saw just Ashton in the kitchen. Typical. I walked by and he looked up and I smiled. “So the other two are still sleeping?” I questioned grabbing a bowl and heading towards the cereal cupboard. “Most likely” Ashton said sipping his coffee cup. I grabbed the box of Lucky Charms and dumped them into my bowl. I put the box back into the cupboard then grabbed the milk outta the fridge.
I dumped milk into my bowl and then I put the milk back and grabbed a spoon. Ashton looked at me and I just focused on my cereal. I heard footsteps coming down and I was hoping it was Mikey but Luke’s blonde hair appeared and I glanced back down. Ashton stopped what he was doing and focused on the blonde. I rose an eyebrow but dropped it and finished my bowl of cereal. Once I finished I put my bowl in the sink and looked at Ashton. “I’m gonna go wake Mikey” I stated heading towards the steps. “Okay” he said as Luke sat by him. I sighed and headed up the steps by twos and then ended up in front of Mikey’s door.
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Teen FictionMichael Clifford: 18 years old; guitarist/ vocals in 5sos. He somehow found himself hopelessly in love with his best friend. Maybe it was his black hair or the tattoos covering his body. Maybe his smile or the way he laughs. All he knows is he’s hop...