Michael
"You bellend."
My words just cause laughter to fill the room, Ashton reading out loud the text that just came through, presumably from Colette,
"Sounds great, give me fifteen minutes," Ashton reads
"We get to meet Michael's girlfriend!" Calum grins, him and Luke letting me go and Ashton chucking me my phone,
"It's for the best," he winks at me,
"You bellend."
Colette
I pull up to the address Michael sent me, biting down on my lip. A brown eyed boy with tousled dark brown hair opens the door, his face lighting up with excitement as he lays his eyes on me. Before I can say anything, his arms are wrapped around me in a bear hug,
"Its so good to meet you," he grins, pulling away from the hug, "You're Colette, Michael told us, are you two together? You should be together because he loves you,"
I look at him with wide eyes, my mouth agape, confusion setting through me,
"Hi," I finally say,
"I'm Calum, oh come in and meet Luke and you met Ashton already, he's the one with the really long hair, we're always telling him to get a haircut but he doesn't listen. Well maybe he just doesn't want to, I don't know. I like my hair short enough but not too short, it was really short when I was younger but then I decided to let it grow out, but I have to keep on top of it you know, because then when it gets too long it goes really fluffy which isn't my style, and don't even get me started on Michael, oh my lord if he puts another drop of bleach on his hair it will-" his fast talking ramble is interrupted by Michael standing in the doorway to what looks like an open kitchen with a living room, rolling his eyes,
"Calum, leave her alone," he mumbles, shaking his head and wrapping an arm around my waist, pressing a small kiss to my forehead and leading me to the kitchen counter, where red bar stools sit slipped underneath. He pulls out my stool and then sits on his own, me following in suit,
"He's friendly," I laugh,
"Yeah," Michael blushes, "Sorry about that, he's just excited,"
The boy I know as Ashton from earlier in the week, Calum and another boy enter the room, grins on their faces,
"So what's it like?" Ashton asks, grinning at us,
"What?" Michael asks,
"Being..." he pauses, raising his eyebrows and looking around, "In love?"
"Fuck off," Michael rolls his eyes, a laugh escaping my lips,
"Hi," the blonde boy mutters,
"Hi, I'm Colette," I grin at him,
He smiles back, biting on his lip ring, "Luke," he nods his head,
"He's not usually this quiet," Michael comments on Luke's behaviour, eyeing him up suspiciously,
Luke in return, blushes furiously, "Uh, butter or salted popcorn?" he mutters, looking at me,
"Ehm...butter please," I grin at him,
"So, this is your....first date?" Calum asks, "Second?"
"Third," Michael takes a gulp of his drink, nodding his head,
"Third?!" Ashton frowns at Michael and I,
I nod, a confused look on my face
"Wow," Ashton whistles,
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WiFi ➳ Michael Clifford
Fanfiction➳ 5SOS/Michael Clifford ➳ Once upon a time there was a group of fuckboys. These fuckboys were in a band. They lived in a confusing land called 'Fame'. Within this kingdom, there was a lot of people and communities, but the community that the fuckboy...
