One Angel (Michael Clifford)

Chapter One

*Hi guys, Thanks for taking the time to read this, and just because it's a fanfiction, Don't dismiss it straight away, It has nothing to do with Michaels career and music so just treat him light a brand new character, Hope you enjoy it :)*

*Michael's P.O.V*

Three years today, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. 

Three years today of normal days and easy mornings, Today has to be the day my hair goes wrong, FUCK. Why won't it go right. I stand frustrated in front of my mirror, Sweeping my blonde hair this way and that, I examine myself, For a 19 year old guy I'd say I wasn't the worst looker, I looked young but you could tell my age if you know what I mean, My blue hair fell into short waves across my head, I had a button nose, greenish eyes, a scar above my eye and a fair bit of muscle. But still.. Why me? Out of all the guys hitting on her, Why pick me? God, Just thinking about her face brings a painful grin to my face, It hurts my jaw a lot. 

After half an hour of angrily thrashing around my bathroom I grab a flatcap and place it over my messy hair, Get dressed into my everyday black skinnys and red idiot flannel and grab my car keys. I pass her, Still in bed, and smile at her, she's cute when she sleeps, I sneak out, Eager not to wake her and slide into my car. My destination? The supermarket, Everything has to be ready, for tonight, for us tonight. As I park up my phone glows in my lap, Her name pops up on my screen and I shake a smile off.

Eloise:

"Today feels weird...;)"

Typical of her, She always jokes, that's all she really does, sarcasm. I type back a quick message saying "See you soon princess" and shove my phone in my pocket. Whilst making my way to the entrance of the supermarket I have to stop myself from grinning like a creep about five times. I can't help it.. She's just perfect. 

Right, my list.

1. Flowers

2. Chocolates

3. CD

4. Underwear

5. Drinks

6. Her perfume

I don't know how it's so hard to pick a bunch of flowers, She likes red, But I don't know if she likes roses, In the end I just grap the prettiest bunch and continue with the rest of the shopping.

The cashier looks up and me with a grin

"Special night is it?"  He hints with a chuckle

There it goes again, that fucking grin, I don't even realise it's there until it starts piercing through the sides of my jaw. I just laugh and pay before leaving to go back to my car.

I drive along to MacDonalds and pick up her favourite breakfast, Pancakes with syrup. 

"It's going perfect don't worry" I repeat this over and over in my head to calm my thoughts. 

I re-enter the house to the sound of the shower running, Good she won't hear me, I place everything on the coffee table and arange myself into a joking 'sexy' pose, Hoping for a few giggles out of her, The shower stops and her footsteps sound on the stairs, I just can't look, It's killing me.

*Thank-you soooo much if you've been reading and Heart and comment if you did like it, Love you all and I'll put the new chapter up asap.*