Friday, 5:25 P.m.
I was pacing the room again. Pacing and worrying and driving Ashton.
"Oh my gosh he's picking me up in five minutes what do I do? What if he thinks I think it's a date because I'm wearing a date skirt but then it's not a date and I look like an idiot and he never talks to me again." It seemed unrealistic, but you never knew with Michael.
"Caroline," he said putting his hands on my shoulders. "That's not going to happen. And guys don't care what kind of skirt you wear. We can't tell the difference."
I took a deep breath. I just needed to calm down.
"Thanks Ash, I don't know what I'd do without you" I smiled, hugging him tightly.
"Probably just frolic around Sydney wondering why your life seems so empty and sad" He teased, pretending to "frolic" around the room.
"Ha. Yea. Okay. " I replied, trying to keep a straight face.
"Omg! he's here! Go along now peasant and enjoy your maybe-date!" Ashton yelled, shooing me out the door. I walked out to be greeted by a purple and brown haired boy.
"Hey." His voice was smooth. His eyes locked with mine for a couple seconds before he led me to his car, which was actually pretty nice. Not like poor Justin who was busted up and sad looking.
The car ride was quiet for the most part, until about half way there when I started giggling lightly.
"What's so funny?" He asked, smiling.
"Nothing... just the awkward silence" I replied, laughing a little more. He looked thoughtful for a second before looking over at me.
"No. Not awkward silence... comfortable silence."
And there was nothing left to be said, because I felt it too. The way that you don't really need to say anything, because it's nice just being in the normality of each other... and it's a nice feeling.
When we got to there, we were just it time for the film. We started off sitting like normal people... close but not too close... like always. But as the film progressed we got closer, until our shoulders touched and we were close... too close. The best part is that we stayed that way for the whole film... both of us touching. Not holding hands, not arm around the shoulder... but touching... and that was just good enough.
When the film ended we walked outside slowly, kind of not wanting it to be over. So we sat down and took selfies together and made fun of the cheese fest we just watched. I'm pretty sure I was blushing... the whole time... but that day I didn't really care. That day I realized I might just have a chance with Michael Clifford.
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A/N
Updated!!! This was so short. #fillersforlife
Oh yea and dedicated to my maybe date to the modern Annie movie ;)
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