Michael Clifford
Five years prior
"I'm sorry. This just... I mean, I uh, well you see, um," She took a deep breath, almost more than her fifteen-year-old lungs could handle, "Louis asked me out yesterday, and well, uh you know new year and all," another deep breath, "so uh, you're a really great guy and all but well I'm starting fresh this year."
"Linds, c'mon, we can work this out." As the empty promise left my lips I knew I could never get a girl as hot as Lindsey to like me.
"Mikey," she sighed, "Listen Mikey I, well I didn't want to have to say this but, well, uh, I'm just, I'm too good for you." Lindsey rushed out, "Everyone knows it's true."
Sure I was awkward, antisocial, and in a slightly scene phase of my life, but that doesn't mean I'm the worse.
"Linds I, wait everyone thinks that?"
Lindsey sighed into the receiver, oh that's another thing, she is breaking up with me over the phone, "Dammit I knew I shouldn't have said that. Listen Mikey I love you and all but, I think a new year is a perfect time to start fresh."
"So," I swallowed my words that I would say to hurt her, "So, um, I guess I'll just try and start fresh?" I said it as if it was a question.
I could hear her smile, "Yeah Mikey, that's the spirit."
"Yep that's me you know it smells like teen spirit up in here because I'm so spirited." I tried cracking a joke, even though Lindsey doesn't like Nirvana, and probably wouldn't get it.
She once told me she hates when I wear my Kurt Cobain tee shirt because 'I look too grunge'.
The reference went over Lindsey's head, "That's great, but someone else is on the line. I'll see you in Geometry." And my phone was filled with dial tone.
"So," I spoke out loud to no one, "new year, new start."
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Yearly || Clifford
FanficHe could only love for one trip around the sun. So every January first he would say hello, and on every December thirty-first he would say goodbye. She could only sit and wait for the minutes to change to hours to days to weeks to months to years, w...
