the dude with weird hair-a Michael Clifford fanfic

Chapter 2

When Ashton opened th door, I was standing in front of a guy with mixed blue and white hair.After 5 seconds of staring at each other (A/N:see what I did there?) a wave of realisation came to me

"Hey, You're the dude that bumped into me yesterday"

"Hey,you're the girl that I bumped into yesterday" he said laughing lightly

"Well Michael, come inside and can someone explain me what is going on?"

So we moved to the living room, where Ashton and I sat on one couch and Michael on the other. I explained to Ashton everything (that yesturday I bumped into someone and blah blah blah...) and then I remembered that Michael didn't even know my name

"By the way my name si Sammer" I said waving to him from the other couch.

"so guys, what movie should we watch?"Ashton asked

"You boys choose, I will go make some popcorn"With that said, I left them to decide and walked into the kitchen.

I was waiting for the microwave oven to beep indicating that the pop corn was done, when my phone light up with 2 notifications from twitter

@Ashton Irwin

@Sammer Simpson hurry up with the pop corn, @Michael Clifford and I are waiting and the movie is about to start

@Michael Clifford followed you(A/N I wish)

I chuckled at Ashton's tweet and quickly followed Michael back, just in time for the microwave to beep.I took the popcorn out of the microwave and made my way back to the living room.

"We are watching Spider-man, hope you don't mind"Michael said

"Hell yes, I love Spider-man" I said as I sat between the 2 boys, with the bowl of pop-corn on my lap.

When the movie came to an end, I said goodbye to the boys and drove home. When I got inside, I only then remembered that Harry was out with his friends, so I decided to wait for him. My next move was to grab a blanket and turn on the TV.

Suddenly, I heard a door slam, pretty hard I must add.I jumped up and checked the time on my phone. 2:56 in the morning. Wow! I must have fallen asleep. I walked towards the entrance, already knowing it was Harry. And as expected he was drunk. Something that happens often.

He walked directly past me and in the kitchen, to open the fridge and grab a beer.

"You should stop drinking if you don't want to be extremelly hang over tomorrow" he completely ignored me"Okey, can you put the bottle down and go to bed, because tomorrow I have to wok and won't be able to take care of you?" I told him. He put the bottle down and walked (as best as he could) towards me. When he finally reached me, he grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. He kissed me pationatelly and hard, I kissed him back but I pulled back after few seconds confused by his actions. It was only then that I noticed I was pressed with my back against the wall, Harry started kissing my neck.

"Harry what are you doing?You are drunk.Stop"He only started kissing harder surely leaving a mark there, while his hands where trying to unclasp my bra.I would be lying if if I said I didn't enjoy, because truth is that it was really hard for me not to moan in pleasure. But I knew that going any further when he is in this state would be wrong. I tried pushing him away but nothing happened, he was to strong.

"Stop moving, I know you like it babe"

"Harry I said STOP" Finally I pushed him off of me."Sorry Harry but we'll have sex when you're not drunk ok?"

"Yeah, whatever I don't care"

"Well, I don't care either that you won't sleep in bed with me tonight but on the couch! Goodnight babe"I rolled my eyes before leaving.I went in our bedroom, changed into my pj's and finally fell asleep at 3:00 in the morning.