groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• thirty - one •

double update 💘

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4 days. (continuing from the last chapter)

"Hey. Can you come pick me up?" I spoke slowly into the phone.

"Yeah. what's wrong babe?" I could hear keys jingle on the other end meaning he was on his way.

"Me and Lucy got in a fight. I'll be staying at your house for the last 4 days you're here." I looked up, licking my lips.

"Okay that fine with me. it'll be okay. I'll be there in 5 minutes tops." I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "bye babe." with that we hung up. I stuck my phone back in my pocket, looking down.

Lucy over exaggerated that whole thing. I was not called her a slut or any of that. I was simply saying that It wasn't me to go and have sex with someone. I could see how she mistook it but I definitely didn't mean it that way. even though it kind of sounded like that.

I was sitting on the curb when a car pulled up to me. Michael rolled down the window and unlocked the car. I opened the back door and pushed my suitcase in the back. I closed the door before opening the passenger side and slumping in.

"So, why were you and Lucy fighting?" He asked, continuing down the road.

"Well okay, so she told me that me and you had really loud sex last night and then said that it wasn't as loud as last time.. and I kind of had to tell her that we never did anything when we first met and one thing led to another... she took what I was explaining to her as me calling her a slut. then she told me to leave. so now I'm in your car." I shrugged, sighing. this was unnecessary. but I'm not complaining. 4 continues days of me and Michael. without going back and forth from our homes.

"Well that as just unnecessary. if you weren't upfront calling her a slut then I don't see why it matters. She obviously has guilt about something." he glanced at me and I nodded. I leaned my head on the window, watching as the different obstinate passed by us quickly. that's when I saw a flash. I looked over to Michael who was taking a picture out of the Polaroid. I couldn't help my smile at him.

"Well I don't know why, but that lightened my mood somewhat." I smiled, reaching passed the middle console and pressing a sweet lingering kiss to his stubby cheek. he quickly turned and pecked my lips which made my stomach grow jumpy.

the way this boy makes me feel.

We soon arrived to the rented house and got out. Michael insisted he carry my suitcase to his room. I obliged, letting him do just that.

"I wanna go somewhere. to like the outside world." I laid on his bed, spreading my limbs out.

"why?" he chuckled. I shrugged, sitting up.

"Let's go like, shopping." I smiled, he gasped, "oh no. shopping." he pretended to freak out, "no! I CANT DO IT! NO!" He yelled running around the room.

"HOW COULD I EVER LIVE A DAY!" he yelled, falling onto the bed. he stuck his tongue out, pretending to die. he stayed like that for awhile before his cheek.

"you're supposed to kiss me." he whispered, his eyes still closed. I giggled before kissing him swiftly.

"like the princess." he chuckled.

"you're a princess?" I questioned, laughing slightly.

"sure. if I'm yours." he winked and pulled me into the bed cuddled into him.

"okay, princess"

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we didn't even go shopping. we continued to lay in bed doing absolutely nothing. except we did have an extreme match of Mario kart. which I swore up and down that I let him win, even though I was lying because he was better than me... then I won once and he said that he let me win. then we argued... he tackled me to the floor... made out intensely ... we might of frickle frackled ? ¿ ? ¿ ? ¿ ? ¿

after all of that! we were laying in bed, in the complete darkness, not saying a single word. it felt good. it was just us. alone. I loved it. it made me feel so special.

Right when I was falling asleep, and I was sure Michael was asleep. I heard something. and I don't know if I was hearing it correctly but I'm pretty sure I did. it was so low spoken, I could barely figure out what was said. but when I heard it, I swear my whole heart stopped,

"Gwen Stevens, I think I'm in love with you."

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hEYYYY GUYYYYSSS. I freaked out writing that last part btw oOPS but like I have a question. my friend like had this dream and it was about a bad boy Ashton and we made the story line and it is so fucking perfect I literally screamed.

bUT IF I WROTE IT WOULD YOU GUYS READ IT????????? idk ily 😅💘