Sharing a bus with seven teenage boys was not something Felicity had signed up for. Of course, she was used to sharing with her band, she lived with them so she was fine with them. She was also fine with Calum. And Luke. And even Ashton.
It was just Michael she didn't want to spend more time than she had to with.
Unfortunately for her, their bunks were directly opposite each other's meaning every morning, the first face she saw was his and every night, his was also the last.
"Nice panda eyes." Michael sniggered as Felicity climbed out of her bunk. She's one of those girls that only tended to wear eyeliner and mascara and very rarely washed it off before bed.
"Go fuck yourself." She grumbled genuinely very tempted to yank him from his bunk and onto the floor, just to cause him some pain. Now, usually, Felicity isn't violent but there's just something about Michael that makes her want to do bad things.
"And take the chance from you, never?" He smirked at the girl.
The tour had only been going on for less than a week and he already knew how to press all of her buttons. No-one knew how to get to the girl like Michael Clifford.
"I'd rather not catch herpes, ta." Felicity smirked as Michael glared at her.
"Are you two having another pissing contest?" Matt sighed as he entered the bunk area.
Everyone was already up and dressed for the day. Both Michael and Felicity did their best to sleep as much of the day away as they could. They were more alike they either would care to admit.
"Get ready Felix, we've got a busy day ahead of us!" Calum suddenly announced from his bunk that was below Felicity's. He was ready and had been for at least an hour but he had decided to get some peace and go on his laptop. He was perfectly content until his friends started to argue, again.
Knowing Michael so well, Calum knew the guitarist was stubborn and wouldn't back down so his best bet was to distract Felicity, which he often did.
"What're we doing?" Felicity asked crouching down to look at Calum, her mood completely turning around at the sight of her only bassist friend.
"Uh, I uhm-" Calum hadn't actually planned the day out, he had hoped she would just get dressed so they could leave but she was curious this morning.
"You have no idea, do you?"
"No." Calum admitted. "I just want you two to chill for once."
"We're chill." She only gained a look from Calum calling bullshit on her lie. "So chill penguins live off our bodies." Calum started to laugh at the mental image gaining a grin from Felicity.
"Get dressed."
"Yes sir." She saluted then got up, grabbing some clothes before going to the little bathroom.
"Are you going to keep this up all tour?" Calum asked putting his latop away to get out of his bunk.
"Don't know what you mean." Michael mumbled looking back at his phone.
Matt and Calum looked at each other and sighed before Matt joined the others in the front lounge.
"Being a dick." Calum clarified, leaning against Michael's bunk.
"She's a bitch, I don't see how you guys can't see that."
"You made her this way, she's fine with the rest of us. You gave a bad first impression, man."
"You chose her side?" Michael looked at his friend shocked. "You're not supposed to be on her side."
"This isn't about sides. This is about growing the fuck up and getting along so you don't make the rest of us want to push you in front of a moving car."
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Outta My Limit | Michael Clifford
FanfictionAn upcoming British pop punk band gets sent on tour with 5 Seconds of Summer. At first things are frosty between Felicity James; the bassist of Nice one, Newton and the 5SOS guitarist, Michael Clifford. They don't seem to see eye to eye on anything...