I noticed you at your ninja-turtle backpack (5sos fanfic)

Chapter 10

~~Michael's P.O.V~~

Since we arrived in L.A, it's been a lot of fun. I've never been to America before, but from what I see, lots of hot ladies are from here so I was pretty excited coming here. I know that Luke is fancying some American girl, he even admitted, when we were in bed *wink, wink* ok no that's too weird even for me, ha, oh well. Anyways when we arrived in L.A, there was a huge amount of people waiting for us in the airport, I don't think I've ever seen so many girls in my life in one airport. America is awesome.

We played 2 or 3 concerts the day before yesterday, it's kind of weird to think 3 years ago I had a fringe, and our band played in my garage. Now we stand in front of millions of people, mostly girls, to make that fact better, and we make their day. We have sold our concerts! I still can't wrap my head around that!

When we got into the hotel two nights ago, it was literally like I just walked into a palace, it was literally almost as big as our house, that was NO way a hotel room. I MEAN IT HAD 2 BEDROOMS. It had 4 beds, but in each room the beds were places pretty close to each other, they were only separated by a nightstand. I of coarse plopped down next to Luke on his bed, in my briefs, and that was all just to make him feel really uncomfortable with my sexiness. I purposely pressed my bulge against him. I know I have my own bed but what's the fun in that?

I slept in my own bed but, I was right beside Luke for at least 30 minutes, he was just too nice to push me off. I don't know what Ash and Calum were doing upstairs but I heard some really awful karaoke party going on up there, it was pretty odd what kind of levels ashton's voice can crack in when he's not trying to sing. I'm almost 90% sure our neighbors called the cops or something, oh well, we're leaving tonight anyways.

Last night though, I was so tired, I didn't even bother Luke, who by the way managed to see that girl again, and ask her out... I never thought Luke had the guts to get that far, but hey, I never thought I'd have a big dick either, well ok, I always had a big dick. *Laughs at self's joke* But yea, I'm honestly proud that he got a girlfriend, I guess all my teachings had paid off.

I had one more concert to play today before we left, oh god, more screaming girls, not that I mind, but I need ear plugs or something, I have heard some pitches that I'm surprised my ear drums didn't just die on me at the spot. I don't know why but it was already 10:24 am and I havn't eaten yet. My stomach was gurgling to uncomfortable measures. I was playing mine craft on my mac, as I looked over at Luke. He was texting someone, it was either him and his mom were having one of those weird moments where they just make up random jokes and laugh their asses off, yup that pretty much explains Luke. He texts his mom EVERYTHING, his mom is his human diary, but if it wasn't his mom, it had to be his new lady friend.

An idea struck me, what if she knows a cool pizza place I can go to? "Hey Luke." He sat there starring at his phone ignoring me "Lukey buddy, you still in there?" No response "LUUUKKKEEE!!!!" He paid no attention to me still. I had to act quick. I was feeling really lazy, but I managed to get up and jump on him. "FUCK MICHAEL THAT WAS MY BALLS." Luke's face got red. "Oops, anyways, does your girlfriend know any cool pizza places?" He looked at me like are you really serious right now Michael. I looked at him with puppy eyes, "PLEASE I'M HUNGRY!!!" I pulled up my shirt and squished my belly fat into a face and spoke for it in a high pitched voice, "I WANT PIZZAA LUKE, I'M GOING TO DIE SOON IF I DON'T GET PIZZA." Look stilled look annoyed but managed to let out a "fine...." followed by a long sigh.

Luke gave me some address and said that Ally wants me to surprise a purpled haired fan that happens to love me more than anyone in the band. I was open to it, I mean double the fun, meeting a lady fan, and pizza... I'm going to love this.

As I entered the shop, the familiar smell of pizza filled my nose. It was my favorite feeling, it smelled so right. I entered and saw the tip of a purple head, that's her, Elijah was it? I entered farther into the restaurant and caught people looking at my hair like I was crazy, then they looked at Elijah, then back to me, did they think she was my girlfriend or something just because our hair wasn't normal, this is why I don't like normal humans, they don't understand us strange people, and not like tiny strange, because everyone has that, but dying your hair green strange, and laying down in briefs next to your best friend and pressing against him so that they would feel your bulge, you know that kind of strange... yea I need help. *laugh* I decided, since she wasn't paying any attention, I would trick her into thinking I was a casual American citizen. I came up there, and in my best American accent I ordered my meal of 3 large pepperoni pizzas and a large soda. She didn't notice it was me till she looked up in the middle of saying the word pizza when repeating my order to me.

When she looked up, that's when I saw her face up close. I felt my heart speed up or just stop completely, I did my best to cover it up though. She had baby blue eyes that really stuck out with the black eyeliner tracing them. She looked at me with huge amusement, it was like she couldn't speak. I decided to keep the conversation moving. Now again speaking in my normal voice, "Is that how you Americans say it? Peet? I thought it was just pizza?" She was looking at me like I was an alien from space, ugh, did I forget to take a shower again? I hope my hair wasn't to greasy or messed up. If she really was a fan, she was defiantly different, most girls would scream, jump up and down, but she just stood there teasing me with the disability of hearing her voice again. She had such a cute American accent, I loved how natural it was. May be if I ask her if she's the one they call Elijah, maybe then she'll speak, and so I asked, "You must be Elijah I assume?" It worked because moments later her mouth opened up in a shy low whisper, "Mhm, yea that's me... Elijah... yup..you... you're Michael Cliff-ford." She stopped to catch a breath between each word, she must have never seen a "famous" person in her life, had she? I knew I had to say something back so I just went with my tongue. "Yea, yea I think that's me, last time I checked, yup that's me alright."

I knew that I had to flirt with her, you know to make her into me as an actual person and not the guy behind her computer screen. A weird dating advice voice popped into my head. Call her princess chics love when they get called princess, I just went with it, I had nothing better to say anyway without sounding like a complete pervert, she'll see that part later, I don't think it's a personality I want to show on first few minutes of meeting the girl. "So princess, can I have my pizza now."I laughed at my own stupid joke, wow, I'm almost worse than Luke when it comes to girls I fancy. She spoke again, "Ugh.. yea, yea.. coming right up." Then she walked behind the kitchen doors and out of sight. Few minutes later, She came carrying 3 pizza boxes in one hand and a large drink in the other, I had to say good bye, but I had to get the message across that I liked her, and not as just another crazed fan, I really liked her, she was beautiful, not mentioning I starred at her busty chest once or twice, but that's besides the point, she seemed perfect, I could even tell her music taste was sweet, she had a Panic! At the Disco shirt under her apron.... yes I noticed it while looking at her chest, but that's not the point, AGAIN. She was some one I wanted to defiantly get to know better.

I felt like I played it smooth, before I closed the door i said "Nice hair.. princess, I'll call you Purple Princess." I smirked and left without another word, I felt like a complete idiot, but hey, I think she likes me, and that's all that matters for now.