Badboy // M.C.

Chapter 13

We got to school on Monday after a long weekend of teaching Ashton all of the songs the band will be performing. He picked up on them really quickly, but certainly had an attitude about it. He also had a few interesting comments about Michael's music, but he would shut up after I yelled at him.

"Why does he have to be such a dick about everything?" Michael wonders while walking me to my locker. He's been whining about Ashton ever since we let him into the band. Well, they let him in, I was just there to help, I guess.

"That's Ashton Irwin for you. He doesn't really seem to have very good morales," I laugh lightly at my sorta-true statement. Michael grabs my hand. He seems to do that when he is upset or wants comfort. I don't mind. He gives me butterflies every time he is in the same room as me.

"He doesn't! That's exactly it! Ash has no idea how to be a good person. I'm not kidding when I say that. He is totally and completely horrible, Anna." Michael's pretty eyes kept growing as he spoke. He acted as if he's hit some sort of revelation.

We reach my locker and I put in the combination. 4-33-8. It pops open revealing my books and a door with pictures of Michael and my friends. It even has a family picture from our last vacation. Knowing my schedule, Michael pulls out my textbook that I needed.

"Thanks," I smile at him. Even if he's really mad, he's still my sweet boyfriend that loves me. He gives me a kiss on the cheek as I smile cutely up at him. He towers over me, smiling, and leans down to kiss me, but stops when we here a voice.

"Hi, guys." It's Calum. He waves and awkwardly walks over by us. He's just so adorable almost like a pet goldfish. You think he's all cute at the beginning, and then you realize he's just a cute, little pet that doesn't do much, but still has chubby cheeks. It's exactly Calum.

"Hi, Calum," I smile. I adjust out of Michael's grip and turn towards my dark-haired friend. Michael still manages to hold my hand.

"How are you?" Calum asks politely. He's so sweet. I honestly would have followed through with going out with him if Michael hadn't come along. Maybe. Maybe not.

"How have you been?" I ask my friend. He is always so nice. I should find somebody for him. He will such a great boyfriend one day.

"Good. I'm really excited for the gig," he smiles cutely.

The three of us walk to class, but Michael hasn't said anything. I have noticed Calum give him a few glances, but then kept carrying on the conversation.

The bell chimes and we take our seats to begin class with a distracted Michael.

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The last bell of the day rings and Michael comes over by my locker.

"Hi, babe." He comes up begins me and puts his chin on my shoulder. His arms wrap around my stomach and kisses my cheek.

"Why are you trying to be all cute now? You were pissed this morning." It seems he has had a total mood change. I don't mind it, but it's weird how his brain works. Michael Clifford is certainly different than most people. Especially teenage boys.

"Well, I talked to Luke a little bit. He helped me see that Ashton is an idiot-" I cut Michael off. He has to think of how good this is for the band. I close my locker and turn to face him.

"Yes, he is stupid, but-" this time, Michael cuts me off. He pushes his finger up against my lips before I can finish. He smirks at me and takes his finger away.

"Ashton is an idiot, but he's an idiot that can play the drums pretty damn well." I smile at Michael, knowing we finally broke through to him. He takes my hand and smiles down at me. I think it's adorable that he's probably about 5 inches taller than me. "I know I put up a hard fight, but I'm willing I work with him a little more. I will still kill him if he tries to make a move on you, but I can deal with him for now." He starts walking us to his car.

"Do you have any idea how incredible you are?" I ask him. He shrugs and kisses my cheek, like he normally does.

We reach his car and he opens the door for me. Before he closes it on me, he leans down and gives me a light kiss on the lips. I don't know what's with his today, but I like it.

He takes me to my house. We pull into the driveway. Michael is about to get out if the car, but I stop him.

"Don't get out." I just stare at the big house in front of me. I don't even move. I know my parents are inside, and so is Alex. He still isn't a fan of Michael, and I just don't feel like going home, yet. "Can we go to your house?" I ask him.

"Of course. Is everything okay?" He takes my hand and kisses it. His beautiful eyes make their way to meet mine with concern. I wrap my fingers into his and smile.

I nod. "Yeah, yeah! Just not ready to go home." I squeeze his hand and then take it back into my lap.

"Then let's go," he says. He puts the car in reverse, backs out, and drives in the direction of his house.

"I love you," I tell my boyfriend.

"I love you more," he smiles and glances at me.

We spend the rest of the drive discussing which of us loves the other more. This is the type of relationship I have always wanted.

He opens his front door for me and we walk into his empty house. His dad must still be at work.

"How about some Game of Thrones?" Michael asks. Without an answer, he is already pulling out his laptop and logging onto Netflix. He adjusts some pillows on the couch while it loads while I just stand and watch how his muscles move as he gets a blanket from the top shelf of the closet. "Are you going to join me?" he laughs. I snap out of my trance and walk over to him.

"Yeah." He sits down against the pillows and I sit in between his legs. He chose the spot on the couch that has the extra long cushion, so we stretch out our legs. He rests his head on top of mine as I sink down. He holds up the blue fleece blanket as if asking if i want it. I nod and spread it over both of us.

"Can I start it now?" he mumbles into my head. I love days like this together. We just relax and don't have to think about anything. We don't have to think about Ashton, or getting the band ready, or even just school. We can just be together.

"Go ahead." He presses play and we watch three full episodes of it.

"I have to take you home. My dad should be here soon, so we won't really get much privacy. Your parents are probablt expecting you home soon." I'm glad I don't actually have to be home until six on school nights. I like having a few hours of freedom after school, but of course I hae to be home for dinner.

"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea."

He atkes me home and kisses me before he walks me to the door. I don't really want to go home, but I have to. Maybe I can just call Michael later.

I KNOW ITS BEEN FOREVER BUT PLEASE DONT HATE ME. So anyways, this is just a filler chapter. I will make the next one a little more exciting. AND GUESS WHAT??!?!?! I'm getting an iPhone 6 in the next couple of days, so I will certainly uodate more. And thank you to few people that are my new favorites. I logged onto my phone and there were 4 or 5 people voting on this story like crazy! Thanks sooooo much. So I will try to update soon, my loves!

Okay, maybe you noticed, but from now on, instead of making a playlist for the chapter, I will add the a youtube video at the beginning for you to listen to while you read! Also,

"Michael, I love you," you breathe deeply as he is about to kisss your lips."I love you, too, but I will love you more if you vote," he smiles down at you.

also comment please, please, please!

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