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Love and Leather /part thirty three/

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A/N: Tommy’s part where he goes through his day inspired me to write this chapter! Wish I could’ve partied with him :( enjoy tho! Let me know what you thought!

Warnings: drugs, alcohol, language

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I stumbled into the hotel room, practically falling to my knees, “Okay, let’s get you in bed.” Nikki said, helping me up as I was full of laughter, “I’m fine, it’s all good.” I slurred, as I watched his eyes close so the irritants of the alcohol wouldn’t burn, “Can you fuck me?” I asked Nikki, he chuckled, shaking his head as he turned me around and unzipped my dress, I stepped out of it as I tripped on the fabric, “What’s my rule?” He asked, as he helped put a shirt on me.

I whined, “Nikki.” I stomped my foot like a spoiled brat, “What’s my rule, Vanity?” He repeated himself as I plopped down onto the bed, “We don’t have sex when I’m really fucked up.” I breathed out, “And why don’t we have sex?” He asked, “Because you hate me.” He laughed, “C’mon babe, one time won’t hurt.” I said as I propped myself on my knees, getting dizzy all at once. I put my finger through the belt loop of his pants and pulled him to me.

Nikki looked down, moving pieces of hair out of my face. He smirked the moment all color left my face, “I’m gonna throw up.” I said pushing past him and running to the bathroom, getting there just in time.

“And that’s why we don’t fuck when you’re drunk.” Nikki said with a chuckle as he walked into the bathroom to hold my hair back. “Your fault. You feed me all the alcohol.” I said as I wiped my lip, and he helped me to my feet, “Doll, I don’t do anything you don’t want me too.”

“Except heroin.” I mumbled, “I didn’t mean that.” I quickly tried apologizing, Nikki sighed, “Brush your teeth and get in bed.” He ordered as he left the bathroom.

As I’ve been touring, this has been my life for the past three months. So you wanna know what life on the road is really like? And what it’s like to hang around Mötley Crüe, well let me give you a rundown of my day.

Seven A.M: I wake up before everyone else to try and take a shower before Vince can use up all the hot water. He’s already awake and trying to get his stuff together, we reach for the bathroom door at the same time.

“Vanity common! You know I have to deep condition my hair! Or the humidity will fuck with it!” I rolled my eyes, “I get the first shower of the day before you guys dirty it up! That’s if you four even shower!!” I shouted back at him, “And at least I have the decency to leave hot water!” I shout at him before slamming the bathroom door, waking everyone else up.

Nine A.M: Get upset because the boys don’t keep food in the fridge of the tour bus.

I groaned again, looking into the fridge hoping something would appear. But to my dismay, there was still a moldy block of cheese, left over McDonald’s from god knows what town, and bottles on bottles of alcohol. It was a rule with Nikki: the fridge had to be stocked with Jack Daniels for him and Vodka for Mick.

“Can we please stop and get something to eat.” I begged Nikki, “Doll, we’re gonna be late.” I rolled my eyes, slamming the fridge door shut.

Nine Thirty A.M: Have my first fight of the day with Nikki.

“Well maybe if you planned things a little bit better we could actually eat!!” I shouted at him, he put down the notepad and glared at me. “Well maybe you could have gotten stuff yesterday before we left!!!” He shouted back, as the boys groaned.

“Maybe if you weren’t a control freak and wanting to leave at a certain time and having everyone waking us up and taking our shit I could’ve!!” I said walking closer to him as he was laying on the couch, “We are stopping at the next town so I can eat!! I can’t live off of booze and drugs like you guys!!” Nikki sighed angrily.

“Yeah man, I’m kinda hungry too.” Tommy quietly butted in, “And that is why T-Bone is my favorite.” Nikki groaned, “Maybe you should fucking sleep in his bed then!!” He shouted before storming off to the back bedroom.

“Such a drama queen.” Mick added on, taking the first sip of vodka of the day.

Ten Thirty A.M: I finally get something to eat, as Vince takes a local girl to the bathroom of the establishment so we can get half off. What a cheap bastard. Nikki says sorry for being an asshole, admits that he’s hungry too, and that he should of just listened to me.

“Stop taking food from my plate.” I said as I smacked Nikki’s hand when he tried to grab a French fry. “That looks good, though.” He shrugged, “Sixx, you literally got the same thing.” I said with a laugh, “I know...but yours look better.” He said before stealing a fry and popping it into his mouth.

Vince slid back into the booth, pushing his hair out of his face, “We got half off on the bill.” He said with a smirk as the boys laughed, I rolled my eyes and continued eating.

The girl gave Vince her number, thinking that he would actually call. I always wonder when these girls are gonna learn.

Mick and I are walking back to the bus so we can smoke, as I notice Nikki flirting with a girl. I see him look over to me, giving me a ‘hey look what I’m doing and I hope you get jealous’ smirk. I laugh it off as he always comes back to me.

One P.M: I’m rudely awaken from a nap as Mick and Nikki are strumming away at their instruments.

I groaned, knowing that I can’t even get mad because they’re working. But fuck man, shut the fuck up for once. We’re in a closed, confined space and everything is louder. I turn on my side, covering my head with the pillow as Vince begins to sing. It only gets worse as Tommy starts banging his drum sticks on the table.

Two Fifteen P.M: I get a phone call from mom.

“Pass the coke!” Vince yells, “Shut up!” I quietly yelled back, holding the end of the receiver, “Yeah mom, that’s amazing Sage is finally figuring out where she wants to go to college.”

Tommy then begins to mimic a woman’s moans, and when I mean a woman’s moans...I mean mine.

“‘Oh Nikki, don’t stop, don’t stop.’”My face turns red with embarrassment, I quickly turn around, smacking him against the chest.

“No, that’s just Tommy...yes he’s the drummer.” I say, trying to play it off. “Yeah, We should be in Dallas for my birth-“

“Hey, Mrs. Blackwood, it’s Nikki.” My eyes went wide as he snatched the phone from me. “give it back.” I told Nikki but he put his hand on my shoulder, trying to keep me away.

“Oh yeah, I’m doing good, thanks for asking. Do you want to know what your sweet, innocent little daughter did last night?” My eyes went wide, “Nikki!” I yelled, as he turned away from me, and I jumped on his back but he kept moving the phone from one hand to the other.

“So get this, she let us run a train on her.” He said with a laugh as I scoffed, “Um, ew!” I yelled in his ear, “Oh? What does that mean? Well let me tell you...it means-“ I grabbed the phone out of his hand finally, “Bye Mom! Love you!” I said then quickly hung up.

“You’re such a dick!” I yelled, as I tightened my grip around his neck, making him laugh more, before he flipped me over his back and put me on the couch

“Vanity, is your mom hot?” Vince asked, “Dude.” Tommy said as he laughed, “I mean, I know she’s a widow...and I know she’s probably lonely, I would just be doing a good deed for society.” I rolled my eyes, “You are not fucking my mom!” I shouted, “Fine, how about your sister, she just turned eighteen right?”

I quickly got up, “Easy..” Nikki said, quickly grabbing me, and pulling back to him, “No one is fucking Vanitys mom or her sister.”

Four P.M: arrive at the hotel. Nikki, Vince and Tommy immediately let everyone know Mötley Crüe has arrived.

The boys had their asses pressed against the glass wall of the elevator, banging on it and letting everyone in the lobby see, “Hahaha, fuckers.” Tommy said as he flipped everyone off. I rubbed my face as I let out a groan. “Join the fun!” Tommy said, nudging my arm, “I bet she won’t!” Vince added, “Bets a bet, doll.” Nikki says, a devilish smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes. ‘Bets a bet, doll’ has gotten me into a lot of trouble last few months.

I quickly pulled up my shirt and pressed my tits against the glass as the boys began hooting and hollering, Nikki then starts getting mad that the guys saw my tits.

Five Thirty P.M: have my second fight with Nikki of the day.

“God! At least lock the fucking door if you’re gonna start shooting up already!” I yelled at him, slamming the bathroom door as I walked in on him sticking a needle into his arm.

I hate seeing him do it, and I hate it even more when he’s slumped over, basically drooling all over himself and I have to get him presentable.

“Maybe don’t fucking barge into my room!” I rolled my eyes when he followed me out, as he bumped into the wall.

“Your room?! It’s my room too since you refuse to let me have my own or let me share one with the others!!” I yelled back at him, annoyed that he’s always in my fucking face.

He doesn’t let me ever have my own hotel room! And he freaks out when I try to sleep in anyone else’s bed! Like the last concert back in Ohio, I was really drunk and was banging on the door because I left my keys in the room but he was in there freebasing and wouldn’t let me in, so I slept in Vince’s bed and that itself was a huge fight.

“Well fucking knock for once in your life!” He defended himself, “Whatever, get yourself cleaned up, we’re going to dinner.”

Six P.M: have dinner with all the producers and radio creeps.

I was siting in between Mick and Tommy, as Vince and Nikki sat across from me. Nikki was now mad that I wouldn’t sit by him. But why would I when he’s just gonna be talking out of his ass and talking about nonsense when he’s higher then a fucking kite right now?

“Vanity, did the guys really run a train on you last night?” I started choking on my wine, “Yeah, man we did.” Vince added with a laugh, until Nikki punched him in the chest, “Dude, only Sixx is allowed to touch her.” Tommy chimed in, telling the man who asked the question, “Its like a standing rule.” He continued, “T-bone, shut up.” I said, nudging his side. I continued to eat dinner, not bothering to look up at anyone, including Nikki because I could just feel the smirk he has as he knows how flustered I get when someone brings up the fact that I’m off limits to every guy, except for him.

Six Fifteen P.M: Nikki quickly takes me to the bathroom and proceeds to screw my brains out. All while the manager of the restaurant and Doc are banging on the bathroom door, but Nikki doesn’t care.

“Fuck off, man!!” Nikki yelled, continuing his thrusts into me, “Sixx, Vanity! let’s go!! They’re about to call the cops!!” Doc was then yelling at us, “Alright!!” Nikki yelled as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders placing soft kisses on his skin, “Fuck you Sixx! Let’s go!!”

I went limp in his arms as I felt my moment of bliss, “Fuuuck.” His moans were dragged out as he released himself into the condom. He pulled himself out, quickly giving me a soft peck on the lips before pulling his pants back up.

I adjusted my dress, checking for any make up that was smeared, “Ready?” Nikki asked, I nodded as he grabbed my hand, “What, man?” Nikki said, a smug smile on his face as we walked out. Both the manager and doc were fuming in anger.

Seven P.M: every line of coke is snorted and every bottle that is handed to me is not passed up, because that would just be rude if I said no.

“Here lets do some dust!” Tommy said shoving the silver tray into my hand, I quickly snorted up the line before passing it to Nikki. He finishes it off, while licking the residue off the tray.

Nikki then hands me a bottle of Jack, followed by a bottle of tequila. And he wonders why I’m so fucked up by the end of the night.

“After the show, we’re chugging and I have a bet for you tonight.” Tommy said, opening up a bottle of beer and handing it to me, “What’s the bet?” I asked him, “You’ll find out later.”

Eight P.M: Have my third fight with Nikki as I again find him after shooting up in his dressing room.

“Right before the show! C’mon!” I yelled as he was slumped over on the couch, “Wake up!” I shoved his shoulder, “I’m fine, I’m fine, it’s all good.” He said, not seeing the problem.

“You’re gonna be a mess out there.” I expressed my concerns as I fixed the now smeared black lines on his cheeks as he was continuing to nod off. “Nikki! Wake up!!” I yelled, “God damnit, alright!!” He shouted back, pushing me away from him as he stumbled up to his feet, tripping over the table that was in front of him and falling onto it.

“I’m sorry.” He grumbled as he got himself up. “Shit.” He said, picking up a tray that use to have coke on it before he spilled everything on the table.

He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself, his eyes slowly moving to the reflection of me, “I’ll get help.”

I rolled my eyes knowing that was a lie, “Okay.” I said, standing up from the couch and walking to him, “You don’t believe me?” He asked, I ignored it while picking up a comb and teasing his hair, “Vanity.” He replied, as I looked into his eyes. Dark, cold, and his pupils were blown. “I don’t think you want help.” I confessed as his eyebrows furrowed, continuing to fix his hair and trying to make the mess less messy but still keeping that famous look.

He didn’t say anything in return, he just continued to let me fix him up. “There.” I said, wiping my nail under the black line on his cheek, getting the last of the smear wiped off.

“Thank you.” He mumbled, I nodded before he took my hand in his and we walked out of his dressing room.

Nine P.M: Show starts, as Nikki always has a spot saved in the front row for me. I’m surrounded by drunk men who want to touch me and angry groupies who get upset when Nikki reaches down and touches my face.

“I said, leave her alone or I’m throwing you out.” A security guard approached a man that was trying to grab me, “Back off.” The guard warned him yet again. The guy who was harassing me was pulled back to his group of friends that were a row or two behind me.

I turned my attention back to stage as Nikki rolled around on the ground with his bass, “Sixx!!” I yelled for him over the blaring drum solo Tommy was currently in the middle of.

Nikki propped up on his knees as he crawled to me, trying to get as close as he could without falling off the stage. I stepped on the railing that divided the stage and the crowd, leaving only enough foot room for security. I leaned over, reaching my hand out for him, thinking he would give me the pick for the bass.

He licked the tip of my finger, before gently biting it. I bit my bottom lip as he brought my finger into his mouth and sucked on it. I laughed as I took it out of his mouth and caressed his jaw line. He gave a wink before jumping back on to his feet and beginning to play again

My shoulder was tugged on as I saw a fist flying my way, making me stumble down to the ground, “Dude! What the fuck!” I yelled out, clutching my nose as I tasted the blood dribbling into my mouth.

“I’m going back with him, not you!” A groupie was standing over me. I quickly got up, tackling her down to the disgusting floor, “Whoa, whoa, cat fight!” I heard Vince yell into the Mic as the stage light moved from them and onto me and her.

“Stupid whore! Get her out of here!” I yelled at the security guard who pulled me off, “Fuck!” I yelled out, bending over in pain as I held my face.

Eleven Thirty P.M: the shows over as I am sitting in the back getting checked on by a super hot paramedic.

“Doll, are you alright!” Nikki said, throwing his bass to a roadie before coming to me, “I’m fine, right, Diego?” I asked rather flirty as I touched his arm.

“She’s all good man, no breaks, just a simple bloody nose.” He smiled at me, not even bothering to look at Nikki, “Great, thanks man, you can go.” Nikki ordered, “Thanks for taking such good care of me.” I smiled at him as I bit my lip, continuing to check him out.

“Anytime love, hope I can see you again.” Diego responded, “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. Thanks for helping.” Nikki snapped, grabbing my hand as he dragged me to his dressing room for our post-concert quickie.

Twelve Fifteen A.M: Find the nearest strip club for the boys. It doesn’t last long as Tommy throws up on one of the strippers as she dancing. It also doesn’t last long as I am not a fan of strip clubs so a quick trip to the bathroom with Nikki as a way to convince him to move the party back to the hotel works.

One A.M: Tommy and I have our annual chugging contest with a bet that ends all bets.

“Alright here’s what I got.” Tommy slurred his words as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, “I-I I’m gonna tell you the bet.” I listened as I leaned into his chest, “Looser....has to get a tattoo of the winners choice.” Those words sobered me up. “Tommy, I don’t know man.” I said hesitantly as he put the beer in my hand.

“C’mon! The guy is sober as hell and he’s almost done tattooing Vince!” Tommy egged me on, giving me the puppy dog eyes making me give in.

“Ready, go!” Tommy said quickly, immediately getting a head start in cracking open his beer. I started choking on the beer, trying to force it all down. I’m fucked up and there is no way Tommy fucking Lee is making me-

“Done!!” He yelled, crushing the beer can and throwing it to the ground. “T-bone.” I said in defeat as he took the can, shaking it as he felt I still had half left, “Again! Let’s go again!” I shouted. He laughed, shaking his head “You never, ever once let me have a do over, so why start now? Hm?” He replied, lowering his head down to my height and smirking in my face.

“Nikki, baby, tell him I’m not getting a tattoo.” I turned my head to the side, watching his face leave the mountain of coke on the table. He wiped his nose, “Sorry Princess, that’s your guys thing.” He shrugged, as my lips parted in shock.

“So because I love you, I’ll let you get it where it’s always covered.” Tommy said, motioning for the tatted up guy to come over, “It’s going on your ass.” T-bone slurred, “Oh c’mon!” I groaned, “So what are we doing?” The man with the tattoo gun in his hand asked, as he turned it on so it would buzz.

Tommy whispered into his ear. The guy looked up at him snickering, “Alright, lay down on the couch sweetheart.” He said, patting down the couch before putting gloves on. I sighed, pulling up my dress and laying on my stomach as the guy began to tattoo me.

“What is she-“ Nikki stopped talking as he stood over me looking down at what was permanently being left on my body, “Is it bad!?” I asked, as he he cupped his hand to his mouth, trying to keep his laughter in. “It’s technically not a bad tattoo.” Nikki said, “Here. You’re gonna want this.” He added, shoving a bottle of Jack into my hand as I began to chug it, feeling it burn all the way to my soul.

Two Thirty A.M: I disappear from Nikki’s sight as I go and find a random guy to fuck, but in the middle of it, I start feeling bad because he isn’t Nikki.

“I’m gonna get us a friend.” I said, wiping my lip and getting up from sitting on my knees in front of him. His eyes light up as I give him a teasing smirk and leave the bathroom.

I drunkenly stumble over to Nikki and sit on his lap, “Where’d you go?” He asked, kissing my neck, “To the bathroom.” Nikki glared at me, not buying my lie for one second as he smelt the cologne that wasn’t his.

Two Forty Five A.M: We have our final fight of the night.

Nikki shoved me off his lap, “Go back and fuck whoever you found.” He growled, “Oh Sixx, relax for once, you aren’t my boyfriend.” He hates when I say that, especially when I’m fucked up on his drugs and alcohol.

“Alright, so you won’t mind if I fuck a bitch in the bed tonight, right?” I rolled my eyes, “You’re being over dramatic.” I slurred my words, shoving his shoulder, “It’s not like she’ll suck your dick as good as I can.” I retorted, “Can I watch?” Vince butted in, “No!” Nikki and I said in union.

“Go ahead, you’re right I’m not your boyfriend, go fuck whoever you want, but give me your key to the room cause you aren’t sleeping in my bed tonight.” Nikki also slurred his words, I scoffed. “God, go fucking shoot up in the bathroom and do us all a favor and shut the fuck up for once.”

Nikki sighed, knowing it was time for me to go to bed. “Lets go.” He said grabbing my hand, and pulling me up to my feet, as he begins to walk us back to the room

“Goodnight Vanity.” The other three said as Nikki wrapped his arm around my waist, helping me walk on my own two feet as the whole world was spinning around me.

Three fifteen A.M: Stumble in drunk, Nikki helps me get undressed, throw up before going to bed. Watch Nikki rummage through his bag, grabs a small cherry oak box and takes it to the bathroom. He doesn’t come back out for at least an hour.

Eight A.M: wake up to a call from Doc. Sit up and examine the room. It’s a fucking mess. Why is my bra on the lamp shade? And why the hell is my ass hurting?. Leave the bed as Nikki is hanging off of it snoring, he only snores if he shoots up before he goes to bed.

I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, I had a bruise around my nose and my make up was smeared everywhere.

I strip out of my clothes and take a shower with the highest temperature I can withstand. Nikki joins me shortly after. I get out of the shower before him, “Did you see your tattoo?” My eyes went wide as I looked down my body. I turned around to see cursive in black ink surrounded by red, irritated skin on my left butt cheek:

‘Property of Mötley Crüe’

I crack up laughing, “No, No, is this real!?” I yelled, pulling back the shower curtain and showing him. Nikki smirked as his finger ran across it, “It’s very real, doll.”

Nine A.M: get on the tour bus after being able to eat breakfast for once, immediately start yelling at Tommy for making me get a tattoo. He just laughs and asks if I want to have a line, I say yes. The cocaine immediately gets rid of the hangover.

I wake up, try to sober up before the next town. I start partying right after eating, pass out and then do it all again the next day.

[caelesjjk]

Push (Part 2)

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It was rainy and cold outside now. The leaves on the trees were starting to change colors and fall from the branches above. I loved walking to work on days like this. I loved taking in the smell of the rain and the sound of the leaves crunching underneath my boots. I loved the way the raindrops slid down my see-through umbrella. And best of all, my favorite coffee shop was getting in all their new flavors for the season and I couldn’t wait to grab a cup before I got to the school.

The little bell above the sky blue door rang quietly as I opened it, shaking out my umbrella and smiling at the sweet older couple behind the tall wooden counter. Mr. and Mrs. Hatfield owned the little coffee shop and were always kind enough to remember my order and my name.

“Good morning, Isabella.” Mr. Hatfield said as I approached the counter.

“When will I convince you to call me Izzy, Mr. Hatfield?” I asked him.

“Isabella is too beautiful a name to shorten it.” He grabs a mug and waits for me to tell him what I’d like to drink, while Mrs. Hatfield is already handing me a blueberry scone.

“I’ll do the chai tea latte today.” I smile and start to hand Mrs. Hatfield my money when someone from behind me pushes my hand away to hand her some money.

“Her order is on me.” The familiar voice says a little too closely to my ear. I turn towards him.

“Calum?” I say, eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

“Morning, Bambi.” He smirks, grabbing a different coffee from the counter and walking towards a table in the corner of the small shop. I’m left there just staring after him.

“Here you are, dear.” Mr. Hatfield hands me my drink but I’m still not sure what to do with myself. What was he doing here? Why this coffee shop of all the coffee shops he could walk into?

“Well…go on dear.” Mrs. Hatfield motions with her head towards Calum’s table.

“What? I mean no…he’s just my boyfriend’s roommate.” I push some hair behind my ear and pick up the small plate from the counter containing my scone.

“That’s not what your eyes said when you saw him.” She motions with her head again, coaxing me to sit with him.

“I just…I um. Okay.” I stumble over my words and slowly make my way over to the table Calum is sitting at. His feet are propped up on the chair in front of him and he’s reading yet another book. This time, it’s the Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. One of my all-time favorites.

“Need something, Bambi?” He doesn’t look up from the book, but I can see the small crinkles next to his eyes forming, meaning he is most definitely smirking behind that book.

“Can I…” I look back at Mrs. Hatfield and she widens her eyes expectantly “Can I sit with you?” I finally get out.

He doesn’t say anything, he only slides his feet off the chair across from him and turns the page of his book. I bite my lip, quickly sitting down on the chair and settling into it. I have no idea what to say to him, or how to say it. Calum smells slightly of cigarette smoke and delightfully woodsy cologne. It was much nicer than I wanted to admit. His white tshirt was tucked into a pair of holey blue jeans and covered by a maroon colored zip up hoodie. The curls on his head looked freshly showered and sticking up in a few places, and he was sort of…beautiful.

“You’re staring again, Bambi.” Calum lowers his book and meets my eyes.

“No I’m not.” I try to take a sip of my drink and almost drop it back down onto the table. He smiles wider and shakes his head a few times.

“What would Michael think if he knew his sweet little girlfriend was ogling his best friend?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“I’m just sitting here, Calum. I’m sorry you’re such an egomaniac that even something that simple is apparently all about you.” I stand up from the chair and start gathering my things back together. What a waste of time this was.

“Sit down, Bambi.” He says, laying down the book he was reading on the table.

“No. I have to get to work.” I grab my bag and umbrella and take a few steps towards the door.

“Isabella. Please sit down.” Calum is standing up at the table now, he doesn’t make a move towards me though.

“And what will we talk about, Calum?” I turn back around and slump my shoulders.

“First of all, you can tell me how you manage to survive the elements with that ridiculous umbrella.” His tattooed arms are crossed over his chest as he motions towards the chair for me to sit down. I sigh loudly and walk back to the chair.

“I’ll sit back down on one condition.” I say.

“What’s that?” He slides back into his chair.

“You don’t make fun of my favorite umbrella, ever again.” I smile at him as I sit back down and he laughs lightly.

“Alright then, Bambi. No more umbrella jokes.” His long fingers come up onto the table top and push the small plate with my scone on it back towards me. “Eat up.” He says lowly. It’s like he has a direct line between my legs, and I have no idea why.

Sitting here with him isn’t uncomfortable. It’s strangely comfortable. We talk about the book he was reading. I tell him that I’ve read it dozens of times and he admits the same.  It was hard to imagine him as someone who read so often, but from my small amount of encounters with him, I was wrong. He asked about my job, and I told him about the sweet kids in my class. He told me he was an editor for a very small publisher here in the city. It was also something I didn’t expect but could completely see the more I listened to him talk. He also explained that his normal coffee shop across the street had been turned into some kind of hipster café and he wasn’t about to deal with that every morning. It made me laugh but only because I couldn’t imagine what the odds could possibly be that this would be his new found favorite place to read and drink black coffee.

“I should really go this time.” I said, looking down at the time on my phone. Just as I was about to put it away, it dinged with a text message from Michael.

Morning beautiful girl.

I smiled at the screen before typing a quick reply and putting the phone away. Calum looked up at me as I stood, the smile on his face not really there anymore.

“Did you tell Michael I was here with you?” He asked flatly.

“No. It didn’t come up.” I adjust my coat and look back down at him in his chair.

“Good. Don’t.” He slams his feet back down onto the chair I was sitting in before and picks up his book.

“Alright. See you around, Calum.” I don’t want to say anything else. Something has apparently upset him and I’m not here to push the issue.

When I arrive at the school ten minutes later, Michael is standing out front with a bouquet of wildflowers in his hands. His head is covered by a black beanie and he’s wearing an all black hoodie with some of his favorite anime characters on the front of it. I try to control my smile by biting my lip and walking towards him.

“It’s freezing out here, babe. What took you so long?” He smiles, handing me the flowers and holding my wind burnt cheeks in his cold hands.

“It just took a little longer to get coffee this morning, that’s all. What are you doing here Mikey?” I step up closer to him while he continues to hold my face.

“Well…” He presses a sweet kiss to my lip. “These are the first of many more presents you’ll be getting.”

“Presents? Why are you getting my presents?” I laugh lightly.

“Your birthday is on Saturday, love.” Michael says. It hits me like a ton of bricks. I had completely forgotten about my own birthday.

“Wow. I didn’t think I could be anymore scatter brained these days.” I lay my head against his chest and give him one more quick hug.

“We can go out on Saturday if you like? And you can stay at my place?” He kisses my cheek as I start to walk up the steps to the school.

“Sure. That would be great.” I tried to say with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.

“Awesome. I think you’ll like your last gift, but I can’t give you that one until we get back to my house Saturday night.” Michael says, his hands gripping a little tighter at my hips. Was he trying to imply something?

“Looking forward to it.” I smile and kiss his cheek. “I should go inside, I’ll call you later.”

“Bye, babe. Have a good day.” He lets go of my hips and begins his way back down the sidewalk.

I’m beginning to wonder if this morning actually happened. It all feels surreal. Seeing Calum in the coffee shop and enjoying his company. Michael showing up outside of the school and basically saying he wanted to have sex Saturday night. And I should most certainly be excited about that part. It’s what I’ve been wanting, for us to go to that next step. But now I felt more…uncertain than I had before.

Distracted would be the word I’d use to describe the rest of the day. There were so many thoughts swimming through my mind. Michael. Calum. And all the confusing feelings that came with them. The thoughts I was having about Calum weren’t right. I shouldn’t be thinking them at all. I was perfectly content with my sweet boyfriend. Right? Of course I am.  A text message ding  from Michael breaks me away from my thoughts as I walk home from work.

Come over? I have a surprise for you.

You already gave me a present today, Mikey.

One more. The doors unlocked, just come in.

Okay.

I took a deep breath and started walking towards Michael’s house instead of my own. It was farther than I’d normally walk but I needed to clear my head on the way there.  I was mostly hoping that once I got there, I wouldn’t see Calum at all, and maybe that would make it easier not think about him. But because I have monumental bad luck, Calum is standing outside on the small front step smoking a cigarette. He’s leaning against the side of the house with his hood over his head.

"Shit.” I whisper to myself as I approach the house.

“Back so soon?” He says as he breathes out the smoke.

“Michael invited me over.” I sigh.

“You don’t seem thrilled.” He raises an eyebrow.

“I am. Of course I am.” I scoff and reach for the door handle, but he wraps his hand around my wrist and stops me.

“Meet me in the kitchen tonight, okay? Around midnight.” He looks very serious as he says the words.

“Why?” I can barely breathe out the word, his hand on my skin is making it too difficult.

“We need to talk.” At that, he lets go of my wrist and steps back, placing the cigarette back in his plump lips.

I felt like I’d had the wind knocked out of me. I wasn’t expecting anything like that from him. I struggle with the door handle for a moment before I walk inside. I hear Calum quietly laugh at my struggle and I can’t help but smile at the sound. Once I’m inside, I slip off my boots and coat and walk back towards Michael’s bedroom. There’s soft music playing inside and I’m not sure if I should knock, but in the mean time, Michael has already opened the door surprising me and making me jump.

“Hey sweetheart. How long have you been standing out here?” He reaches for my hand and I let him take it.

“Just for a second. I was just… thinking.” I try to play off my internal turmoil.

“Well get in here beautiful.” He pulls gently on my hand and I clumsily step into his room.

There are a few candles lit on his desk and bookshelf and another gift bag sitting on the middle of his bed. I feel sick to my stomach.

“You really shouldn’t buy me anymore gifts, Mikey.” My voice shakes. All I can think about is meeting Calum at midnight.

“Come on babe, your birthday’s only once a year.” He leans over the bed and picks up the giftbag, handing it to me with the cutest smile on his face. I smile back and take the tissue paper out of the bag.

Inside the bag is a picture frame with a picture of the two of us from a couple weeks ago. We were in front of one of the big fountains in the middle of the city. Michael’s arm was wrapped around my shoulders and I kissing his cheek. I had almost forgotten we took this picture.

“Thank you, Mikey. This is so sweet. I love it.” I can feel myself getting a little emotional. And not because of how much I like the gift, but because a minute ago I was thinking about my boyfriend’s roommate. I’m a terrible person.

“Aww, don’t cry babe. I’m glad you like it.” He kisses my lips and lets it linger for a moment.

“I really do.” I breathe on his lips. He smiles against my mouth and kisses me again.

It’s just a slow movement of lips at first, and then our tongues start swiping over the other. Michael takes the picture from my hands and sits it down, before backing me up until the backs of my knees hit his bed.

“Do you want to lie down?” He asks, still kissing me.

“Okay.” I need to do this. I need to stop thinking about Calum.

I lay back against Michael’s comforter and he gently lays his body on top of mine, pressing his lips back to mine quickly. One of his hands touches my side and my hip where my shirt has started rising from our movements. It was almost working, I almost forgot completely about Calum and got lost in Michael. But that part of my brain that just can’t seem to stop thinking about Calum and his heavenly smile and perfect skin decided to speak up and I couldn’t keep it up anymore.

“You alright, Izzy?” He asks.

“Yeah, I’m just tired is all.” I run my fingers through his soft hair reassuringly.

“Okay, I’ll get us something to eat. You relax, yeah?” He kisses me once more before getting off the bed and helping me up.

“Thanks, Mikey.” I watch as he smiles over his shoulder at me and walks out of his room. I quickly stand up and wipe at my mouth and eyes. What is wrong with me? Am I going insane?

I happily ate the Chinese food that Michael ordered, but I also couldn’t stop watching the clock on the other side of the room. I shouldn’t go. I shouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he has some kind of power over me. But more of me wanted to know what he had to say. I needed to know what he could possibly want from me.

I wasn’t going to go. I was going to stay right where I was and forget about this whole thing completely. I would lay here next to my boyfriend and not go anywhere near his roommate.

But as the red numbers on the clock turned to 12:00 I became restless. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t even force my body to turn away from the clock. And when it was 12:05, I couldn’t take it anymore, I quietly got out of Michael’s warm bed, making sure that he was still fast asleep before walking out in just his t-shirt and my underwear. I nervously padded barefoot down the hallway to the kitchen.

The only light on was the extremely dim one above the sink. Calum was standing there with his back to me with only some dark gray sweats draped on his hips. His hands were bracing him against the counter as he took a deep breath and turned around when he heard me come into the room.

“Don’t you own any pajama pants, Bambi?” Calum smirks, melting my insides.

“I didn’t go home after work. Stop looking if it bothers you so much.” Usually, I would move to cover myself, but I didn’t want to anymore.

“I don’t think ‘bother’ is the word I’d use.” He looks down before he takes a few steps towards me.

“Why did you want to talk to me,Calum?” I move over towards the fridge and lean my back against it.

“You can’t like me, Isabella.” He says.

“Like you? What are you talking about?” My eyes are wide.

“I see how you look at me. How you smile at me.  You’re with Mike and I don’t want him getting hurt because you can’t control yourself around me.” There’s a slight teasing in the way he says it, and it makes my blood boil.

“Fuck you, Calum. Don’t take me being friendly with my boyfriend’s roommate as flirting. It’s definitely not. Not even close.” I move away from the fridge. “And another thing, you’re the one always flirting with me. So maybe you should cut that shit out?” The words come out so quickly they’re barely understandable but I’m so angry that I don’t care in the slightest.

“I haven’t been flirting. I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings.” He crosses his arms over his bare chest and looks at me expectantly. I glare at him and move to walk out of the kitchen. “Wait.” He says quickly.

“Honestly, I don’t want to ever talk to you again. We can be civil for Michael’s sake, and that’s it. Otherwise, you can just go fuck yourself.” I start to turn away again.

“Never heard you talk like this, Bambi. It’s kind of hot.” I don’t even have to turn around to know he’s smirking. So proud of his pigheaded comment.

“Really? You literally JUST flirted with me. Are you fucking insane? No, I’m the one who’s insane for coming in here to talk to you.” I’m almost out the door this time when he says my name again.

“Isabella, just wait.” I turn around to see him standing in the middle of the kitchen now.

“What else do you want from me?” I sigh.

“Obviously, no one has ever flirted with you properly, if you thought that was flirting.” He steps towards me and I take another step back until my back is against the wall.

“That’s absurd, Calum.” I try to look away from his eyes, but it’s nearly impossible. They’re dark and warm and oh so easy to get lost in.

“Did you sleep with him?” He asks quietly once he’s only a few inches away from me.

“That’s not any of your business.” I can barely breathe.

“Just answer the question, Isabella.” His hands come up and rest against the wall, trapping me there with very little oxygen reaching my brain.

“No. I didn’t. Not yet.” I manage to look up and see his mouth set into a straight line.

“Why did you meet me in here tonight?” He asks. His face is close to mine I can feel his breaths.

“You asked me to.” I say quickly.

“That’s not good enough.” His bottom lip goes between his teeth as he steps up closer, his hips pressing lightly against mine.  Fuck, where’s the oxygen?

“I wanted to know what you had to say.” I reply again as more of a whisper.

“You know why I think you came in here?” One of his hands comes down from the wall, and I watch as he brings it down close to my thigh. “I think you wanted me to touch you.” He whispers the words in my ear, every inch of my skin blanketing in goosebumps.

The tip of his middle finger touches the skin just above my knee, drawing a small circle before slowly dragging up. I don’t stop him. I should stop him. But I can’t. I want him to touch me.

“Calum…” Is the only word I can get out.

“I think you wanted me to touch you here.” He says lowly, his middle finger pushing up the t-shirt I’m wearing so he can trace it along the band of my underwear. “And here…” He dips his finger just inside the band and slides it across to the front of my body and stops. “Maybe here…” He starts to slide his finger down the front of my underwear.

“Shit…” I say with a shaky breath.

“Goodnight, Bambi.” I can feel him smile against my ear where he’s been whispering as he pulls his hand away and slowly walks out of the kitchen. I can hear his door shut down the hall before I open my eyes and release the longest breath of my life.

“What the fuck…” I use my hand to wipe at the sweat starting to form on my forehead.

What am I doing?

[stateofirrelevancy]

Get To Know Me Tag

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

Holla @ ma girl @kerrity13​ thx for the tag babe

LAST:

1. Drink: some H and a double shot of O 2. Phone call: To my mom to ask where the olive oil is only to realize olive oil has too many calories and wasn’t worth it dsfjkds so then I tossed it back in the cabinet but it didn’t land upright woops 3. Text message: “she jus wants a friend” sent to my friend Orange who is watching Moana w me right now in response to “why is this fire lady so angry” 4. Song you listen to: Like I said I’m watching Moana so the I Am Moana song but if that doesn’t count then Vanity’s Fair - A Lot Like Birds 5. Time you cried: I actually have no idea?? Sometime in June prolly

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: twice????? bich i aint go on a date once 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Is this the section to make me feel bad bc I never leave my room 8. Been cheated on: refer to #6 9. Lost someone special: Idk I feel like yes like all my grandparents passed away and my uncle on my mom’s side and my aunt on my dad’s side and also v recently my uncle on my dad’s side but like they lived in Pakistan so I rarely saw them ya feel?? 10. Been depressed: I mean I’ve def been super sad but idk if I’d say ~depressed~ 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: refer to #7

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: Orange, yellow, black, in that order.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: Yes, one of whomstve being @oceansweather my go to drama buddy 16. Fallen out of love: fallen out of what now? u mean when I get over bands I used to like? Then yes Big Time motherfuckin Rush yall broke my tiny heart in two 17. Laughed until you cried:  Def who hasn’t 18. Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t think so?? Like I don’t doubt people do but I ain’t jumpin 2 kno about it 20. Found out who your friends are: I guess?? I mean I’ve basically had the same friends for 5 years lol 21.  Kissed someone on your Facebook list: On the cheeks ya

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Ok considering I have eight (8) FB friends bc I made my fb to join my college’s group I know all of them considering I only added ppl super close to me lmao 23. Do you have any pets: When my brother lived here I had his cat Glimmer who is a stripper but he moved out and now I’m constantly :( 24. Do you want to change your name: Nah I like my name 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: On the exact day I had a big dinner at home w my family and the weekend after my friends came over! 26. What time do you wake up: If my mom wakes me up then 10 otherwise 11-12:30 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: prolly on tumblr tbfh 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Bojack Horseman season 4!! and new 5sos music ofc.  29. When was the last time you saw your mom? around 2 hrs ago when I went down to make popcorn lol 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: ??? be hot or not dumb either would b k00l 31. What are you listening to right now: I’m watching What The Health now cause Moana ended rksdjlkfsd 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: No?? The only Toms I know are british YouTubers bye 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: ummm myself 34. Most visited website: prolly youtube 35. Mole/s: One on my left pinky, one at the bottom of my left ring finger, one next to my left knee, one above my right eyebrow, one in the pit of my left elbow. 36. Mark/s: I have a huge birth mark on my stomach lmao fun fact it used to look like the US when I was younger 37. Childhood dream: yall I had my life planned THE FUCK out. When I was in fifth grade I decided I would b a pop star like Hannah Montana until I was ~30, and then when my world fame inevitably dissipated, I’d become a doctor like the good little brown girl I thot I was. 38. Hair color: black like my soul 39. Long or short hair: medium length lol 40. Do you have a crush on someone: Calum mf Hood ain’t got eyes for no one else 41. What do you like about yourself: what do I what now 42. Piercings: do my ears getting pierced when I was a baby count asdklfj 43. Blood type: I think B positive?? idk 44. Nicknames? Aky 45. Relationship status: me myself and i are together and in a loving poly relationship 46. Zodiac: Taurus 47. Pronouns: She/Her 48. Favorite TV Show: PARKS AND REC!!! I was jus telling my friend the other day that idt I’ll ever find a show I’ll love more than it. Words can’t describe how much I love P&R yall. 50. Right or left hand: Right but don’t b fooled my left is mf skilled 51. Surgery: nope 52. Hair dyed in different color: I wish!! 53. Sport: who? I don’t know her 55. Vacation: what does this mean like have I been on vacation before?? Then ya lol 56. Pair of trainers: CONVERSE BITCH aint no one else exist in the world but her

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: idk what this question means what is my fave food????????? then,, idfk lasagna 58. Drinking: capri sun could fuck me in the asshole any day 62. Want: ?? death 63. Get married: ya I’m mf down when will a boi wife me tf up 64. Career: idk I really wanna work in AI 65. Hugs or kisses: hugs wtf i aint kiss none but hugs are pure i will fight someone over this 66. Lips or eyes: idk eyes?? 67. Shorter or taller: I guess taller cause im smol 68. Older or younger: older give me a daddy 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: arms gotta b strong to choke me 2 death 71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive I need some1 2 feel emotions for me thx 72. Hook up or relationship: relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: are u saying i have the choice of finally having a cringey fuckboi badboy tm that most every wattpad fic was about 5 yrs ago?? no thanks

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a Stranger: ,,,u kno the answer to that bye 75. Drank hard liquor: this is the section to make me feel bad abt myself reincarnated  76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: no n knock on wood I won’t 77. Turned someone down: ekjfnkdlsn one time a guy asked me to homecoming and I told him homecoming wasn’t my thing and then he saw me at homecoming ekdfjaderdfkalesdf 78. Sex on the first date: uhhh 222 early 4 me 79. Broken someone’s heart: who knows mayb i broke the homecoming guys heart the world may never know 80. Had your heart broken: anytime Calum refuses to acknowledge my existence 81. Been arrested: no but I’ll gladly b put in handcuffs :-) 82. Cried when someone died: ya when my grandma on my mom’s side died. Oh and also when Christina Grimmie died :( 83. Fallen for a friend: idt so

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84: Yourself: ha 85. Miracles: sort of? Like I don’t believe in the magic behind it or whatnot but like winning the lottery would be a miracle bc like it’ so rare ya feel me 86. Love at first sight: nope not one bit 87. Santa Claus: fun anecdote so I’m Muslim and I never understood how Santa knows which houses are for people who celebrate christmas vs those who don’t and so I somehow conjured up the theory that he knows bc he checks each house and if they decorated and have a tree up, they celebrate it. So I was telling my mom this and she’s a vvv blatant person so we was straight up like he doesn’t exist and I was like he does!! and she was like ok then put up decorations and see if he comes and I was like :-( 88. Kiss on the first date: personally too early for me

OTHER:

90. Current best friend name: Idek who would be considered my #1?? Also what happened to question 89 lol 91. Eye color: brown 92. Favorite movie: Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam

I tag @oceansweather @aneverendingreplay @5sowoc @lukescurlies @fuckmemgc @harrqstyles @punk-dinosaur @ovalt @tennisbowels @disasterologiess @hiighriselights and anyone else who wants to

[primrose312]

Meeting Michael Clifford

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Madeline’s pov

I’m at the mall in Amoeba Records and mum when’t shopping I’m waiting my turn to get my cd sign by

5 seconds of summer there an Australian band , contains of, Luke Hemmings is the rhythm guitarist and lead vocalist of 5 Seconds of Summer, along with band members Calum Hood, Michael Clifford, and Ashton Irwin. I have a major crush on Michael Clifford He so freaking cute and adorable and he’s just so hot.

Next I walked up to the talbel and Michael is sitting right here oh holy freaking cow i was squealing in my mind and my heart was racing

I set my cd down he spoke these words

What’s your name sweetheart? Michael ask me his voice gives me chills - oh right name what is it what the hell is my name think Madeline

M-Madeline i stutterd out like a total geek oh no he probably thinks i am a total freak or something like that?

he handed my cd back and our hands touched I felt tingly and then he looked at me. Oh gosh his

green eyes are beautiful just like him and then he smirked at me and i melted like butter on popcorn

I smiled cutely at him i don’t no how long we were looking at each other but it seem’s like forever

Michael — Michael dude a guy asked him

Michael blinked a few time’s and looked at the guy-What? he asked

Let go of her hand the guy said looking very amused-

Michael looked at me again and let go of my hand- Sorry he said

Oh um its ok well bye- and i walked away

Wait i turn around and blush Michael came over to me and i got nervous and butterflies

I no you don’t know me but can i get your number? Michael asked with a cute smirk- what did Michael freaking clifford ask for my number?

Madeline - i hear Michael call my name -Uh —-oh right number

S-sure i stuttered out Michael handed his phone to me i put my number in and gave it back to him

Well it was nice meeting you Madeline i better get back Michael said he looked a little sad but i shook it off

Um- nice meeting you to i said with a smile and he smirk and winked he walk to back to the table I giggled to myself and when’t to go fine my mum

Michael’s Pov

Madeline beautiful name for a beautiful girl and she sure was beautiful

She’s got big brown gorgeous eyes and her hair is beautiful to she’s the most gorgeous girl . All I want to do is get to no her

Hey Dued one of my best friend said as he sat on my bed

Whats up bro? I asked he was looking at me freakishly what do i have Bats-in-the-cave?

What i asked with one eyebrow raise

Mickey dude what was with you today when you saw that girl you just froze up thats not like you? I ran a hand through my hair

I don’t no man I really like that chick a lot I said

Yea she was a smoking hotty with a nice body he chuckled i shook my head

Shut up Cal I said

Michael you no that she did - just call her bro do it Mick he said as he walked out of the room.

He’s right i should call Madeline so I called her and it was ringing-

Hello - she answer on the 3th ring

Me- Hey Madeline its Michael I heard the phone drop and -I chuckled shes really cute

Madeline - Oh —–uh—–hey Michael

she squeaked out

Me- Madeline

Madeline - yes?

Me- tell me about yourself

Madeline ? I ask smoothly

Michael - Um–ok what do you want to no she sounded confused

Me- I want to no everything about you - Madeline I said

Madeline - Ok well i guess i should start off with my age - she giggled nervously

Well i’m 15 and i am a sophomore at Seattle high and I am a dog walker i love dogs and my

Favorite colors: Pink and Purple, light blue

Fav movies:

Tangled

Harry Potter 1-7

The Proposal

Easy - A

Roomate

Jenifer'sbody

Mean Girls

Twilight

Best Friend: Jade

Me: Ok cool i have one more question to ask Violet

Violet: Ok what is it?

Me: I have a concert tomorrow night and would you like to come to it? i ask hopeing she’s says yes i want to see her again

Madeline pov

I have a concert tomorrow night and would you like to come to it? Michael asked do Michael ask me to come see him in concert i was jumping - Michael wants to see me? i am totally freaking out oh right i haven’t answered him yet

Michael - If you have other- i cut him off

Me- no,no I yes I would love to come i was squealing in my head

Michael :ok sweet he said he sounded really happy and I smiled

Michael :Ok well uh, just text me your address ok

Me:Ok—–mom called me for dinner- Michael i have to go but i’ll text you later ok

Michael: That would be Sweet Bye Madeline

Me: bye Michael i hung up - I squeald oh my gosh this is so totally wicked

Madeline hurry up mom called I ran down stairs and sat down i was all bubbly i sat acorss from my parents

My mum Mary Margaret Nolan and My step dad David Nolan

my mom marryed David 5 years ago and he has a daughter she’s 12 she’s lives with her mom but come to see us her name is alice

Madeline - who was that cute boy that i saw you talking to mum ask i blushed

Michael mum I told her all girly

Michael clifford is that the boy you when’t to go see?

Yes mum i said with a giggled

Who is this Michael clifford fellow David asked

Michael clifford he’s in a band too called 5 seconds of summer - He looked like a dear in head lights - I listen to his songs all the time I said - David nodded

Oh Just ask them all ready Maddy if they say no i would just die i hope they say yes i am praying that they say yes-

Um—- mum dad they both looked at me today i gave my number to Michael and he called and invited me to his concert tomorrow night so can i go i bit my lip

How old is this boy David ask with a dad tone you no how dad’s get about there daughter’s and boys protectived

21 daddy - i said looking sweet as possible

Madeline no you can’t go David said crushing my hope

But da

No no buts Madeline David said more sturnly

Oh please pretty, pretty, please with a cherry on top sprinkled with sugar let me go please daddy and mommy I use the pouty face

I make my eyes all big and sad and pout out my lower lip wokes Please can i? Works every time No joke - David sighed looking at me

Oh all right you can go to this boy’s concert he said - but his face said i don’t like this I gave my parents both hugs and kissese good night and ran to my room and got ready for bed and i texted Michael my address and he texted back - Beast well good night - what does Beast mean i thought i will looking it up later

I texted Good night to Michael and i called Jade and told her every thing that happen today we both squealed like to freaken dorks and we talked and giggled until 10 and than i when’t to bed dreaming about Michael clifford.