Jess's P.O.V
'How did you move on so quickly?' Michael and I had been sat in silence for about 10 minutes but I just had to ask him it's been on my mind ever since I found out that he did. 'Jess I had to you were ignoring me I thought you hated me' Michael replies glancing over at me before averting his eyes back to the road 'your the one who broke up with me' I raise my voice at him 'I never wanted to break up' I tell him my voice calmer this time 'I loved you Michael'
'Loved...' Michael whispers a crushed look upon Michael's face. 'Michael I don't know if I love you anymore, we haven't spoken in three years I don't know you anymore' I say turning to face Michael 'but you do know me, I'm still the same dorky Michael, the same Michael that used to throw snowballs at you in the Winter, the same Michael that used to throw rocks at your window, the same Michael that used to throw paper at you in Maths, I'm the same Michael I promise'
'But I don't know that Michael'
'Then I shall try and prove you wrong I have seven weeks to prove that I'm the same Michael'
'We'll see' I say before sighing and climbing out the car only just noticing we had stopped driving, collecting my things Michael lead me over to the house. It was quite a big house considering there are only four of them I take in the White painted house in central LA . Walking through the large wooden doorway I take in my surroundings form the huge lounge scattered with pillows and Xbox controllers to the kitchen with empty milk cartons and a full sink in it. 'I'll show you to your room?' I follow Michael up the wooden stairs past the black and white pictures of Kurt Cobain, Jimmy Hendrix and James Sullivan (the Rev) which instantly catch my eye 'this is a nice place you have, I like the pictures' I tell Michael complimenting his house 'management bought it for us, sorry it's not very neat I know you like neatness, I cleaned before I went to pick you up but you know the others they always manage to make a mess. I promise I clean' Michael holds his hands up at the last part hitting a picture of Muse accidentally with my stuff. 'Here' he says opening the door to a huge room with white walls, a large double bed with black lamps on either side of the bed resting on black cabinets. I walk further in to the room and see a massive black wardrobe 'I take it the theme is black and white?' I ask Michael. 'Yeah..umm...do you like it? Cause if not we can go shopping and get new stuff?' Michael informs me
'It's fine I love it. but I do need some new stuff so shopping sounds great' I say kidding him on the cheek 'okay I'll leave you to get ready' And with that Michael left the room leaving me alone. I decide I'll get dressed when I get back 'let's go' I call down the stairs to Michael 'Calum's coming with us if that alright?' I nod and make my way to the car.
'You know your hair is going to fall out on day?' Calum tells me we are currently stood in front of the hair dyes planning what colour to die my hair next 'what about something more natural? Like brown?' Calum suggests I shake my head and scrunched up my face, it's not that I don't like brown it's just I want to stand out 'what about red? Then we could match?' I run my hand through my turquoise hair with light blue in the morning ends of it. I nod and grab the packet of dye along with lots of alcohol for my welcome party that Michael planned for me for tomorrow night that I haven't got a clue about, Calum didn't tell me about it 5 minutes ago and swear me to not tell him I know. This is going to be one hell of a party.
A/N: Hope you like this chapter. Please vote,comment, share etc. thank you. I know the picture is nothing to do with 5sos but I just love it and really wanted to include it.
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FanfictionWhat if you had a second chance at first love? Now 19, Michael Clifford and Jess Hansdown have been apart for 3 years since Michael's band found fame. Michael is known for being a bit of a charmer, ladies man, but is that the truth or just the medi...
