5 seconds of Meeting Michael

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5 Seconds of Meeting - Michael

By: imagining5sosdaily

It had been a long week from school and work and everything in between. You're just exhausted from everything that's going on with your family and friends. Everyday it's just wake up, wash, school, work, home, wash, work, sleep; then repeat. Thank goodness for fall break tomorrow. You drearily walk home while the sun is setting and hum a familiar melody while you walk. You come home, turn the television on and check up on your social media. Nothing seems to be entertaining on Twitter or Instagram or Tumblr. As you sigh, you eat whatever was left in the fridge from your parents. They've taken a business trip to another state and left you behind so you could finish your school days before break. You decide to take another walk into the crisp night with a full moon. The streets are lit up with cafe lights, cars, and draped lanterns over the shops. Random thoughts float to your head about love, music, and family. As you're walking, facing down at the sidewalk, you crash into someone. You're startled by the sudden collision. You look up to apologize and you see a beautiful, bright haired boy with the most gorgeous eyes look down at you. "Woah, daydreaming, are we?", he says with a loud, but gentle voice. You laugh and cover your face, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I should start looking where I'm going." He smiles warmly, "We don't want you to get hurt, lovely." You two smile and are so caught up in the time. It seems like you've known each other for a while, but a loud honking noise interrupts your moment. He shakes his head to adjust back to reality. "I'm so sorry, but I have to get back to the lads. But I would love to see you again, uhhh", he blindly led on to find out your name. "Oh, my name is [y/n], and you?" "Michael. Michael Clifford. Ring me sometime.", he says as he gives you his number and scurries away into a car with 3 other boys. You smile like a little girl and spring on home to call Michael. The boy with the colorful hair, beautiful eyes, luscious lips, and warm smile.

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