(iM SORRY THIS IS SO DAMN LATE PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND HAVE MERCY)
There was only an hour before my 5sos concert and I was nowhere near ready for what would probably be the best night of my life. I decided to just stroll around the city before I would go, I had seat tickets after all, so there was no reason to rush.
I went to turn the corner and ended up bumping into a large figure, causing me to trip. But, luckily, I caught myself before I could fall.
I intended to apologize to the stranger and be on my merry way, but once I looked up, I forgot how to talk, move and even blink. I stood there for a few seconds, just staring up at THE Michael Clifford, wide-eyed and completely starstruck.
Michael cleared his throat, and apologized saying that he should've been looking where he was going.
Deciding to play it cool, I reply with, "It's okay, Michael. I'm fine." I even ended it with a small smile.
But then I mentally face-palmed, realizing that I had infact, not played it cool, as I just gave away that I was a fan. I hoped he wouldn't notice or maybe he'd think that I'm a mind-reader or something.
But he did notice.
"Wait, you know my name?"
I tried once more to try and play it cool. "Oh yeah. I've heard of your band. 5 seconds of... What was it?? Oh I know! 5 Seconds Of Summer, right??"
He chuckled softly. "Yeah, I'm Michael from that lame band. But don't you think it's kind of unfair?"
I was completely dumbfounded. "What's unfair?" I questioned.
"Well," Michael answered slyly, "you know my name, but I don't know yours."
"Oh. Um. My name is Alexis." I manage to spit out, quite taken aback by his question.
Michael flashes one of his stupendously dazzling smiles, and sweetly says, "Alexis. I like it. A pretty name for a pretty girl."
I blush and let out a little giggle. At this point I'm melting on the inside, but I stay determined to remain cool on the outside. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. So are you a fan of our music?"
I was inwardly screaming at the irony. OF COURSE I'M A FAN!!
While nodding I respond, "Yeah you guys have some pretty nice music."
"Oh really? That's sweet. Who's your favourite member?"
"Hmm. I think I like Luke the best to be honest. Something about his hair makes my heart go skraahh pap pap kak kak kak!" I joked, putting my hand over my heart and pretending to swoon.
Mikey acts upset. "Why Luke?? He's so E to the W! Just EW!"
I giggled and shook my head. "I actually think the big red dog of the band is pretty amazing. He may or may not be my favourite."
"Darn that big stupid red dog stealing all the pretty girls from me!" He even kicked the air and did a "HIGHYAH MOTHERFUCKER!"
I blaughed extremely hard. Laughed and blushed. Gosh, Mikey was so funny yet so charming.
After we had calmed down, Michael said that he sadly had to go get ready for the concert and he couldn't stay and chat with me. He asked if I would be attending said concert and I nodded.
"That's awesome!" He exclaimed. "Where are you going to be?"
I looked down at my shoes and played with my fingers. I was only able to afford the seats at the back. "I uh got the farthest tickets. It's bad I know."
"Bad? How could that be bad? You're coming to see the one and only me and some people couldn't even come at all! Plus, what seats you do or don't have at a concert don't matter. It's the music and bonding between the fans and artist that matters."
I was in awe. My brown eyes met his lovely green ones. My man was an intellectual! "Damn Michael, that was deep."
"Yeah I know." He says smugly.
And then I remembered something. I should ask for a picture!
"Hey Michael. Could we, uh, take a selfie?"
"Yeah sure."
I pull out my phone and open my camera. We posed for the picture- I did the peace sign while Michael waved. I counted to three and on three, as I snapped the photo, I felt something soft and light pressed onto my cheek.
On the inside I was dying; my brain could not comprehend what just happened. On the outside, my cheeks were like chili peppers.
And if that wasn't surprising enough, Mikey pulled me in for a bear hug. It was the most comforting hug I've ever had. It was sweet and gentle but tight. I wish it could've lasted forever. But alas, we had a concert to go to.
So I said goodbye and Michael let out a little 'see you later, Alexis' and waved, which I mirrored.
The rest of the day/lifetime I was just like:
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A/N: Alexis, I hope you like this and once again, I am terribly sorry for not completing this within a reasonable time. Procrastination and demotivation really beat me up. If you'd like, I could write you a "dating Michael would include..." to make it up to you. And if so, this time I promise (unless something super serious happens) that I'll be sure to get that done in a week at most. Thank you for reading. :)
