M I C H A E L
The guys and I were just calmly sitting on the couch when the loudest scream I have ever heard came from upstairs. The sound of feet pounding against the floor filled the air as Malia ran down the stairs
“What’s up Lia?” Luke asked her.
“Tyler Oakley wants me to stay with him for a few days and wants to shoot a video with me!” she shouted then started screaming again.
She bent over then fell to her knees, still screaming mind you, “Lia calm the fuck down!” Calum told her.
Her screaming stopped and her head snapped, “do you realise how big this is for me? Tyler Oakley is my One Direction. He know who I am guys. After this video, I could make it big on YouTube. I could even hit one million subs if I’m lucky,” she told us.
“Ok-ok I’m sorry. But please just…stop with the screaming,” he said.
“When do you leave?” Ashton asked.
“Tomorrow,” she smiled widely.
“And how long will you be there for?”
“I don’t know. We haven’t figured out exact details yet but all I know is my king is now my friend and I couldn’t be more happy,” she said then waltzed up the stairs.
And just like that, I felt like shit, “you alright man?” Luke asked.
“I’m fine,” I lied.
“Don’t worry. We start shows again in a few days and that means no more LA house for a while,” Calum said and punched my shoulder jokingly.
“That reminds me…is Lia coming with us this time?” Ashton asked Luke.
“Unfortunately,” he sighed.
I felt my spirit pick up and a smile fell on my face. Ashton rolled his eyes at me but I just flipped him off.
“I need a drink. Any of you twats want one?” I asked as iI stood up.
All I got were no’s so I shrugged and made my way to the kitchen. I grabbed a beer then looked at the last one before grabbing it and making my way up the stairs. I knocked on Mal’s door lightly, getting a “come in”. She gave me an odd look when I stood in her doorway. I just responded to her look by holding up there beers with a smile.
“I knew there was a reason we were friends,” she said and we both laughed. “I need you help”
“With what?” I asked and jumped onto her bed.
She glared at me before taking the spare beer, “I need the perfect outfit for when I do my video with Tyler. And I mean perfect,” she said then used the opener she had on her bedside table.
“Question,” I told her.
“Yes”
“Why do you have a bottle opener on your bedside table?”
“I found it in my suitcase so I put it there so I wouldn’t forget it”
“Fair enough,” I nodded. She gave me an expecting look, “what?”
“The outfit,” she said.
“Oh, my bad. I don’t know I’m not good with these things. I’d say a band shirt and jeans but you’d hit me,” she punched my arm and I whined.
“You just did,” she said then giggled. “But seriously”
“I like that button up black and white shirt you have,” I admitted.
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BLOW ♥ CLIFFORD
Fanfic"I blow bubbles, not boys" In which a girl believes she is as straight as a circle, and a boy who tries to get her attention. {Discontinued}
