Scarred // michael clifford

Pizza and Piña Coladas

*Brooklynn POV*
(texting)
Mikey<3- Brookieeeeeee:(

Me- What's wrong Mikey?

Mikey<3- I miss you and Calum is forcing me to go on some double date. And I just wanna be with you.

Me- Stop it. My tummy hurts when you do that.

Mikey- Do what? *smirk emoji*

Me- Oh nothing. Wait Calum who?

Mikey- Calum Hood. Why babe?

Me- Oh. No reason. I have to get ready for a dinner with my mum. Text me later xx

I locked my phone and set it down. I was finally gonna go on a date with Michael. A double date, but a date. He was clueless. Gwen had asked me to be her wing girl and just help out a friend. A double date with her new boyfriend Calum and his friend. I guess Calum guilted him into it too. Time to have some fun.
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I finished blow drying my wet hair which had a fresh coat of dark purple, replacing the lavender underneath my blonde. I smiled at the new look. Hopefully Michael would like it.

I pulled my curling iron out and did my hair. I applied my make up. First with my face and making sure I had all my imperfections covered. I then added a soft silver eye shadow to bring my eyes out. Topping it off with winged eyeliner and then mascara. I smiled at the results. I was almost ready.

I stood up from my vanity and walked into my closet. I pulled out a new pair of black skinny jeans and my favorite Pierce the Veil tee. I slipped on my black combat boots and zipped them
up. I smiled at my reflection. I hoped he liked it.

Gwen honked her horn from outside and I ran down the stairs. Before I could safely leave the house, my stepfather spoke. "Where do you think you're going?" He sat in his same usual chair and sipped on a beer.

"Out." I said before slamming the door. I ran to her car and jumped in the side. "Drive!"

"What?"

"Gwen drive the fucking car! Go!" I yelled. The front door opened revealing Seth. She panicked and stepped on the gas. By the time he was in the spot we were previously in we were already down the street. I laid back in the seat and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"What's up his ass tonight?" She asked. I didn't answer, but turned up the music. It was better than making conversation. I sang along to her Secondhand Serenade Album.
//AN- BAE//
We arrived to the sports bar a few minutes later. I've been here before. My mom worked here her post-hooker days. I remember sitting here and eating the pizza mostly every night. One of the greatest in the world. I smiled at myself at the little memory.

She pulled into a parking spot and I over looked myself in the mirror again. "You look hot. He has to be stupid not to think the same." She smiled at me.

We jumped out and walked into the bar. I saw the boys sitting at the table. Michael was wearing a snapback. Help me god. They hadn't seen us yet. Perfect. Gwen walked towards Calum and hugged him. Michael looked at me shocked.

I stuck my hand out in front of him, "Hi I'm Brooklynn." I smiled as he pulled me closer to him. He softly kissed me on the lips and I heard the love couple next to us gasp. We pulled away and turned towards them.

"This is the girl you've been all whipped about?!" Calum's jaw dropped. "How the hell did he get someone like you?"

"Brooke when were you planning on telling me that this was Michael?" Gwen's face matched Calum's.

"I don't even know how I got this one." Michael's voice rang to my ears. I turned to face him. "I love the purple by the way." His smile on his face was perfect.

"I wanted to surprise you." I took my seat at the little bar stool between Michael and Calum. "Piña colada. Extra rum." I smiled at the bartender.

"Fruity drink?" Michael rose an eyebrow.

"Just for now. Don't wanna be too drunk." I poked his nose. The lady brought my drink over and I sipped it threw the small straw and looked at him. He was staring at me. "What?"

"What?" He asked coming out of his trance he seeming to be in. "Oh sorry. I just was staring at someone beautiful."

"Who? Where is she?" Let's just say that wasn't my proudest moment. "Oh." I set my drink down and covered my face. He grabbed my wrists and uncovered my cheeks which were pretty red by now. He pecked my lips and I opened my eyes to see a large grin on his face. "Do you like pizza?"
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*Michael POV*
We ate our pizzas and talked for hours which seemed like minutes. Let's say she had a few more drinks, making her a little more than tipsy. Good thing I only had a couple beers, barely even giving me a buzz. Gwen was totally wasted whilst Calum had barely anything.

I paid our tab and we walked out of the bar holding hands. "Calum take Gwen home in her car and I'll take Brooke home."

"Okay mate. See you later." He said walking off basically supporting Gwen in her drunk state. He drove off in her convertible which made me laugh.

"I can't go home Michael. H-He's there. Don't make me go home." She silently cried into my shirt.

"Don't worry babe. You're coming home with me." I lifted her up bridal style over to my car. I gently placed her in the passenger seat. I placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes were shut as she began to drift off to sleep.

"Goodnight beautiful."
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Soft snores escaped her mouth as I lifted her out of my car. Struggling to unlock my front door, but eventually succeeding. I carried her into my room and laid her down. She can't sleep in jeans. I softly shook her. "Brookie you need to change." She got up slowly and I grabbed a shirt out of my dresser. Her eyes were slightly open. The alcohol still in control of her. She lifted her shirt over her head and I shouldn't have looked by I couldn't seem to take my eyes away. She slipped my shirt over, snapping me back to reality. I walked into the bathroom and wet a hand-towel. When I returned to the room her pants were off and she stood there in my shirt. Looking more beautiful that I have ever seen her.

"Sit down baby." I whispered breaking the silence in the room. I walked over to her and kneeled in front. I gently wiped her makeup off with the towel. Her eyes were heavy, but she was determined to keep them open when I wasn't cleaning them. Getting mostly all of it off, I threw the towel in the hamper. I pulled the duvet open so she could slide in. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and walked back into my room.

"Brookie drink this." She sat up slowly and drank the water slowly. Hopefully helping her sober up. "I'm going to
shower." Kissing her forehead before walking into the bathroom.

Once I got out, only in my boxers, I looked over to the bed seeing Brooke watching me. "You know. You're beautiful." She sounded a little less intoxicated.

"You're drunk Brooke. You'd never say that sober." I looked down at my feet. She jumped out of the mattress and walked over to me. She lifted my face up to meet her eyes.

"Yes I would. I would say it everyday until you believed it was true." She stood on her tippy toes and connected our lips together. I felt the familiar sparks I felt every time inside of my body. It was a gentle kiss. Meaningful.

But soon it began to heat up. I gently bit her lower lip allowing me to slip my tongue inside her mouth. I placed my hands on her bottom, pushing her up to get her legs around my waist. I led us over to my bed. I was on top of her and I pinned her hands over her head. I parted our lips and kissed her neck. I moved down to her collar bone. Soft moans left her mouth cause her hips to grind against my crotch.

As much as I wanted this. It needed to stop. "Brooklynn." I gasped.

"Yes?" She sighed.

"We can't." I whispered. She released her legs from my waist and I let her hands free from my grasp. She leaned up giving me one last kiss, before I rolled off of her. "Goodnight Brooklynn." I said as I slinked my arm around her waist and cuddled with her.

I gently shut my eyes being consumed into sleep, but heard her whisper, "I love you." and with that I was asleep.
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//I'm so tired but was determined to finish:)//