hallo mein freunds und meine freundins
how you guys doin?
update time woo happiness time after that last chapter
sorry about that btw
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a week later and michael is trying to figure out what to wear for the concert in 6 days, 4 hours, and 26 minutes..... not that he was counting... heh?
ok he was fucking counting but I mean can you blame him?
michael sighs and flops onto his bed, screeching into his pillow in frustration.
he rolls over and pulls out his phone, messaging calum.
mikey: I need your halp
cal: with wat smurfy boi?
mikey: juST BecAUSe mYY HaIR iS BlUE DoeS nOTTTT mEAn I LOook LIke a SMurF
cal: yes it does
mikey: -_- fuck you
cal: when and where babe?
mikey: stfu you hoe
cal: oh im hurt lmao
cal: but seriously what did you need my help with?
mikey: choosing an outfit for the concert
cal: wdym?
mikey: don't be Justin beiber
mikey: and I don't have anything cute :(
cal: im sure you do love
mikey: im sure I don't
cal: do you have a bank account?
mikey: yes... why?
cal: im gonna transfer $200 into it for you to buy an outfit
mikey: wait what
cal: you heard me boiii
mikey: you really don't have to, cal...
cal: I know but I want to
mikey: thank you so much
cal: you're welcome, nw call me and give me the details on the account so we can facetime and pick out an outfit for you
mikey: ok ok get on skype
cal: mkay
annndddd so calum transferred the money, and they facetime as michael goes to the mall. michael tried on clothes that cal would see online or in the background of michaels camera, unaware of the kiwi boy's boner that he kept out of view of his camera when michael shows him a new outfit.
for some reason though, the pale boy would never show his stomach or body on camera, though he didn't end the facetime. he would simply turn the camera away and tell calum it was because he was shy. that was part true. he was also self conscious.
but he's happy talking to calum so he didn't focus much on it. the famous basist had always made him happy and forget all the things he hated in his life and about himself. but it was a higher level of happiness now that he was directly communicating with his idol rather than just watching stupid snapchat's or interviews. when he see's the raven haired boys nose scrunch up when he laughs at something cute he did, or heard him speak his name, he felt like he was on cloud 9 on a high that could be ruined only by his stepfather.
though, the asshole isn't here right now and mikey doesn't have to deal with him so the high continues undisturbed for the rest of the afternoon til cal had to go to soundcheck.
and after getting home with bags full of new clothes, and his stepdad not coming home that night, michael fell asleep with a smile on his lips that night.
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uh hi so it's like a week Or something since I updated oops...
I am sorry lol
BUT I GOT A TRAGUS PIERCING ON MY LEFT EAR AND IT'S A RING AND IM GETTTING AN INDUSTRIAL SOON SO YAY!
also, I can't remember if the rest of this book is in present or past tense so sorry but imma wing it guys
but yeah hopefully another update is coming soon lol. votes and comments really inspire me to write more frequently but you don't have to if yall don't want lmao
love you guys!
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