A/N: My edit:)
"Hi Mum." Michael and I walked into his house and were greeted by his Mum.
"Hi Mikey. Who's this?"
"I'm Keely." I smiled.
"Wow, Michael has friends! That's a relief!" She laughed.
"Muuummm..." Michael whined.
"Sorry, sorry." She chuckled.
"Well, were going to my room, bye Mum."
"Bye Mikey!" She called.
Once we were in Michael's room I had to ask.
"Mikey?"
"No! Do not call me that." He warned.
"Why not."
"Because I'm punk rock." He reasoned.
I laughed, "Whatever Mikey."
"Do you want to hear the song are not?" He questioned.
"No, no, okay, I'm done. Go on and play." I smiled and sat on the edge of his bed. He pulled out a guitar frim his closet and sat down next to me.
"I love that accent you have when you say hello, you relocated from New York a month ago"
"That mini van that you drive really gets me going and if it feels like it's right then it can't be wrong."
"No one understands the chemistry we have and it came out of no where. Yeah Yeah. It's not like we planned it's getting out of hand and now were gona go there."
He smiled, "Walk my way, Mrs. All American. Say my name. No need to pretend. Don't be shy, Mrs. All Anerican, I'll show you why, your not gona walk away."
"Not just a neighbor, oh hey their I'll ring your bell, open your door, pucker up, and I'll kiss you well. My lips are sealed theirs no-body that I would tell. Your secrets mine close your eyes and I'll make you melt."
"No one understand the chemistry we have and, it came out of nowhere. Yeah Yeah. It's not like we planned it's getting out of hand and now were gona go there."
"Walk my way, Mrs. All American, say my name, no need to pretend. Don't be shy, Mrs. All American, I'll show you why, your not gona walk away."
"Oh yeah."
Nanananana."
"You know she's like-nanananana"
"You know she's like nanananana."
"Ahhhhh, you know she's like nanananana."
"Walk my way, Mrs. All American. Say my name, no need to pretend. Don't be shy, Mrs. All American. I'll show you why. Your not gona walk away."
"Walk my way."
"Say my name."
"Don't be shy."
"I'll show you why, your not gona walk away."
Michael strummed the guitar a few times before he finished.
"MICHAEL! That was amazing! How? When? YOU HAVE TALENT! Like, wow. I don't know what to do. I feel like I should jump out of your window!"
He laughed.
"When did you write that?" I asked.
"I finished it at the end of the school year. So I wrote it a couple weeks back."
"Oh. Cool." I said.
I was kind if hoping his song was about me, but we didn't know eachother a couple weeks back.
"Who's it about?" I asked.
"My lips are sealed." He said.
"C'mon, friends tell eachother these things."
"Well, if you wrote a song about someone you had a crush on, and they didn't feel the same way. Would you tell them it's about them?"
"Well no, wait. Why can't you tell me?"
He face-palmed.
"Wait. Oh, OOOHHH! Oh I get it now.
"Does Mikey have a crwush on me?" I cooed at him.
He covered his face with both his hands, "You are so not making this easy. Your making it rather embaressing."
I sighed, "It's what I do."
He laughed, "So you like the song?"
"Love it." I grinned.
"Well good. I'm glad you like it because it's about you." He smiled.
"Michael, in the song, it said something about kissing me. You never kissed me."
He blushed. I got Michael Clifford to blush. Sweet.
"Your all talk." I taunted him.
"Am not." He argued.
"Are so."
"Do you want me to kiss you?" I asked.
"Yes."
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I was in my bed trying to sleep. Michael drove me home at like midnight. So now it's 12:30 and my Dad is super pissed at me. It was pretty funny acually.
"Keely?" My Dad creeked ooen my door.
"Huh? Back to yell at me more?" I asked him.
"No, I'm here to tell you, that you can't be friends with him." He warned.
Ha.
"Sorry cannot follow that order father."
"You can and will." He said sternly as he turned to leave.
"Dad?" I asked.
"Yes Keely?"
"I kissed Michael." I got a smug look on my face.
"What?!" He whisper-yelled.
"Goodnight Dad." I said getting out of bed and shoving him out of my room.
"Keely- I-" I shoved him out of my room and locked my door. I got back in bed and saw that I had a text.
"Keely, I miss you so much. Please come to my house tommrow." -Ashxx
