Unexpected { Michael Clifford / 5SOS Fanfic}

Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

Going into the club was relaxing. I like feeling the speakers making the whole room vibrate. I like looking at all these people having a good time. I like watching people dance with random people. I like how you can dance with them all night and not have any strings attached to them, no emotional connection.

We all get a booth in the corner of the club.

"Anyone up for shots?" I ask hoping someone would want to have fun.

"Sure, I'll kick your ass." I think a girl name Brittany said.

"I don't think so but you can try." I told her back mockingly.

"Looks like we got a competition going on here." Brad said.

"It's not going to be a competition if I'm going to just beat her." Brittany said.

I just rolled my eyes. I liked competition. I liked a challenge.

"Lets just start the game." I said.

"Waiter we have a shot competition going on over here." Cole, one of Brad's friends said.

Well apparently this was a big deal because they brought us to the main stage and set up two tables for us and had six shots. They were the colors of the rainbow.

We both sat at the table and I could see all eyes on me.

I could do this.

The DJ was on the mic,

"Ready"

"Set"

"Go"

I was shooting back shot by shot.

They were different flavors

Red was cherry

Orange was orange

Yellow was lemon

Green was mint

Blue was blue berry

And Purple was grape...

I hate grape

It took me a while to swallow and before I know it Brittany's hand is in the air and she's announced the winner.

Hell no I could not let her win.

"One more time" I said.

"Sure you want to lose again." She said with a smirk

I just glared at her.

"Michael bring out another set of shots!" The DJ said.

The name made me jump.

No way was that my Michael.

Wait he's not yours.

When the waiter puts down the two sets of shots I try to see his face just to make sure it's not Michael but he runs off and I didn't get a good look.

"Ready"

"Set"

"Go"

I hurry threw all the shots and I'm trying to go extra fast because I know once I get to grape it will be really hard to swallow.

When I get to the purple shot it just taste like cherry and blueberry. It doesn't taste like grape. I was shocked.

I slam the last shot on the table and stand up. I'm a little wobbly but I'm balanced by the DJ when he takes my hand and hold it up into the air.

I was defiantly drunk. Two sets of six shots really get to you.

I was now just dancing in the crowd by myself.

I feel someone grab my waist and press my back against his front.

I thought it was Brad but when I turned around it was a stranger. I pushed them away and walked over to our table and saw that it was empty.

I decided to go to the bathroom.

My phones in Brad's car along with my purse and I have no clue where they all are.

I remember them having an upstairs.

I decided to go up there and try to see if I could see them from a birds eye view.

The stairs were hard so I took off my heels and just walked up them.

When I got to the top I started searching the crowd.

I couldn't find them.

"They left" I hear a voice say and I jump back and fall because I'm still drunk.

"What the fuck" I say and then I lift my head up and see who it is...

Michael.

My Michael.

"Michael what are you doing here?" I ask a bit rude.

"I work here. Why are you here?"

"I came here with friends." I said.

I was waiting for the sarcastic comment but there was none.

He sat on the ground right next to me.

"Did they really leave?" I ask looking up at Michael. I probably looked so pathetic.

"Brad went home with some random chick and the rest just left." He said.

"I'm sorry" He said.

"Why are you saying sorry? You didn't do anything wrong."

"For everything. I messed up Ski and I'm honestly sorry."

I turn to him, "I'm drunk"

He chuckled, "Glad that's what you got out of what I just said."

I nodded with a smile.

"You're wasted lets get you home"

"I can't" I say

"Why?" Michael asks back

"Because my purse and everything is in Brad's car."

Michael was in thought for a second.

"Fine you can come to my dorm."

Sleeping in Michael's dorm. I don't think so.

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