So we can't meet up?
I sent the dm and waited. I was a little unsure about this. What if she hated me? What if we wouldn't be able to meet up. I really liked her and was hoping to meet her.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. I eagerly pulled it out.
Well I wanna see it's really you... don't wanna get raped... Or some shit
I chuckled slightly at this. I decided to give her my Skype so she can call me and make sure. I set up my laptop and waited. My skype popped up signaling someone was calling. I answered and there she was.
Her hair was in soft curls, it was bleached at the bottom. Her bright green eyes sparkled. She had a smug look on her face as she stared at the camera.
"Well I guess it is you," she mused as she played with her hair.
"Yup it's me," I said nervously.
"Don't be nervous," she giggled.
I laughed nervously as I scratched the back of my neck. "So how are you?" I asked.
"I'm great, you?" She asked.
"Living my dream, with my three best mates."
"I'm glad you guys made it, it's not everyday someone like you guys make it."
"Yeah me too, I thought we'd be making covers in our bedroom for the rest of our teenage years." I paused thinking back to those days.
"I always liked your videos," she smiled.
"Really?" My eyes widened.
"Yeah I loved the covers you guys did,"
"Well what was your favorite?"
She slumped back in her chair and smiled thinking back to those days. "Check Yes Juliet, best one I think." She smiled.
"Yeah," I laughed thinking about how me and Luke messed up.
"Well Cassa-"
"Don't call me that," she groaned, "call me Cassie."
"Well Cassie, it was really nice talking to you can we do this again?" I asked.
She nodded. "Sure Michael,"
I smiled as we said our goodbyes and ended the call. The door flew open and there stood Calum, Luke and Ash.
"Were you eavesdropping?!"
"No," Luke laughed.
"Yeah you were! What the hell you little asses!"
"Swear jar!" Ash yelled.
I groaned handing him a dollar as I pushed them out and walked back downstairs with them.
We ended up playing Xbox til 4 in the morning until we all ended up crashing on the living room floor.
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Dysfunctional
FanfictionCassandra Hewitt is just an average girl. But when Michael Clifford stumbles upon her sassy Twitter page, he can't help but become infactuated.