wrong number || mgc

13.

Me: OMG YOU FELL HAHAHHAA

Mikey: -.-

Me: GHAT WAS SO FUNNY OMG

Mikey: fuck off

Me: ok im done

Mikey: uh huh

Me: besides the fact that you fell, how was the show

Mikey: cool

Me: good

Mikey: how was the dinner? and do you like ur dads girlfriend

Me: it was good bc we went to my favorite restaurant but i think my dad chose it bc he wanted to get me in a good mood bc he knows i hate all the people he makes me meet but she was okay but I'll probably hate her the ext few days

Mikey: how long have they been dating?

Me: a month

Mikey: when did he tell you?

Me: two days ago

Mikey: wow.

Me: i know..

Mikey: is she moving in?

Me: no but my dad practically lives with her so im heading to my moms house in a little bit

Mikey: does ur mom have a boyfriend? Or do u have a stepdad or something?

Me: i used to have a stepdad but they got a divorce so my mom is single, why? ;-)

Mikey: shutup

Me: didn't even say anything.. :-)

Mikey: do you want to FaceTime?

Me: aren't you tired? And isn't it late there?

Mikey: im fine i just wanna talk to you face to face (kinda)

Me: ok hold on let me get to my moms house.. gosh

Mikey: sorry lol

After I pull into my moms house, I unlock the door, going up to my room and dropping the thousands of bags I brought over since I won't be at my dads house much because he's never home.

I go to the FaceTime app, clicking the most recent one, which is Michael because I have no other friends.

It eventually says connecting, which is my favorite thing to see when face timing someone.

"Hi, Ryan," he smiles, waving his hand.

"Ah, fuck!" someone yells in the back.

"Calum, shutup!" Michael groans.

I just bit at my nail, laughing at the boys yelling and bickering at each other.

"Calum, can you get out please?" Michael whines.

"God," Michael sighs, messing with his hair.

I just giggle, biting my lip.

"How's your ankle? You tweeted something about spraining it?" I question.

"It's okay, glad we have a a day off tomorrow so I can rest and stuff,"

"True," I agree.

Are people just born with a trait of awkwardness or was it just me?

"I see you've been getting Twitter famous recently," Michael grins.

"Only because you follow me and your fans track every person you guys follow,"

"Do you like people tweeting you all the time?" He snorts.

"I don't really care, Michael," I shrug my shoulders.

The screen goes blurry and it says reconnecting so I just wait till it eventually connects but it's soon been about five minutes so I just hang up and decide to text him that it wasn't working before going to bed.

~*~

btw this is going in the order of rowyso so michael fell yesterday so they are practically talking yesterday... do yall get it?

TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FUCK YEAHHHH

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