It had been so long. So long since I had stared into her soft brown eyes and knew exactly how much I loved her. I missed Reena so much. Here she was, no longer 17. 21 now, mature and beautiful. ❧ "It's been long." I whispered, looking into his eyes. "It really has been." 5 Seconds of Summer had gotten so big since then. I hadn't really dated many guys - just two, but none of them were like Michael. "Have you seen anyone since us?" I whispered, praying the answer was no, wishing he still felt the same. "I actually have a girlfriend." He smiled.

blocked number: hey baby me: who is this ? blocked number: michael me: who's michael? Michael: stop playin luke me: my name is ryan but lukes a cool name too Michael: oh, sorry wrong number.

"Even when you didn't see me, I was always there."

Bree Edwards and Michael Clifford are best friends, but more. They are friends, with benefits.. Nobody knows about them being more than best friends except for a few people. Their parents can't know. They've only ever been friends and nothing more, as far as their parents and Bree's siblings know. After being caught making out a few times, her older brother begins getting suspicious. He knows they aren't just friends. Or are they just friends? Are they more? They might be friends with benefits, but it seems like both of them want to be more. The problem is: neither knows the other wants that. Will they we find out how each other feels? How will they deal with their feelings? Will they fall in love (as everyone who knows about them thinks)?

[COMPLETED] "What frustrates you the most?" Mr. Brown asked. No one replied as he looked at the board. "Emmy." He spoke my name harshly. "My playstation doesn't work." I answered. It was the first thing popping up in my mind. Then the black-red haired guy locked eyes with me and gave a light nod. - I had no idea how much that short nod would change my sophomore year. And maybe that was good. My name is Emmy and I fell for Michael Clifford. Really hard. ~ all rights to pizzaboyluke ~

"bisexual isn't a dirty word, so stop fucking acting like it." || © dimple-ashton all rights reserved

Michael Clifford, the schools bad boy. Then there's me... Bella Marshall, I may be a good girl in some people's eyes, but, I just haven't been caught. Obviously I think Michael is attractive, who wouldn't? The problem is, he's very secluded and only speaks to people like his best mates,Luke, Calum, and Ashton. They were pretty popular but i don't know what to think of them since I just moved here. I don't know why he is so secluded... Nobody does. But, even though I may never date Michael, I want to be friends with him. That's my goal for this year; to be friends with the schools bad boy/ hottie, Michael Clifford. ⚠️PLEASE don't read if easily triggered. I don't want any of my precious readers to be hurt, ily all⚠️

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected

{sequel to Internet Friends} to: ivy my wivey ~sent at 4:35 am~ did you know that ivy leaves can be used as medicine? because i think you're the cure to my lonely heart to: CATson ~sent at 4:47~ wtf carson it's almost 5 am go to sleep and i'll see you tomorrow

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.