"What is a little princess like you doing posting such dirty things?" Calum asked and Michael shrugged "words" Calum reminded him "I don't know, Calum" he whispered looking innocent "Call me daddy" Calum whispered in his ear and walked out of the guest room

"Is that your penis??"

They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...

{Sequel to Fangirl, I recommend reading it before you continue} Michael and I were two peas in a pod. Best friends, and dating in my mind. Then, something changed in him. His personality was completely different, everything was crazy. I was convinced we would never be the same, after all, I was just a broken fangirl to him.