Fix My Heart Up (Michael Clifford)

My name is Teagan, I'm your new stylist.

I'm still not sure what exactly happened after I got off the plane. I remember being shuffled along through security checks and then to the luggage carousel to grab my things, but after that, it was all a blank. As I walked outside, I stood near the entrance, unsure of where I would be going. I noticed the lady with my name tag was holding a little girl, her daughter maybe, no older than the age of three. She was cute. 

I wandered over to the lady, looking up at her nervously. I cleared my throat and extended my hand. "Hi, I'm Teagan Broda. I'm your new student," I said confidently. She slid her sunglasses up onto her head which brushed her hair out of her tanned face. All the color drained from mine.

"Lou. I'm Lou Teasdale," she said as she shook my hand. I stood there with my mouth hanging open slightly. I needed to pinch myself. There must have been some sort of mistake. There's no way in hell that I got Lou Teasdale as my mentor. Lou Teasdale, as in One Direction's hair and make up artist. One Direction.... and 5 Seconds Of Summer.  

I looked up as she dropped my hand just to find that she as chattering away, holding her daughter, whose name is Lux, even closer than before as she pulled a blanket over her head. 

"Shall we get going?" Lou asked, smiling at me. I nodded and grinned, linking my arm with hers when she held it out to me, walking along the drive with her to her, now our, car. 

We slid into the back to be welcomed by a large group of boys, some asleep and some awake, some snoring and some talking amongst themselves quietly. I looked around the group, placing names with faces. Harry and Louis were asleep on one row of seats, and in front of them, Liam and Zayn were talking about something, I couldn't tell what. Niall, Luke, and Calum were playing a game on a phone seated between them all, and in the closest row to Lou, Lux, and I, was no other than Michael Clifford, wide awake and bouncing off the walls, and Ashton Irwin, half asleep and leaned up against the door. 

"Ooooh, Lou, who's this? Is this the girl responsible for my hair dye endeavors? Is she our new stylist? We're gonna be the best of friends, I swear, we'll have so much fun. I'm so excited to get someone new to hang out with. The guys are great, don't get me wrong, but so much of one group of people just gets tiring after a while and-" 

Michael was suddenly cut off by a pillow that hit him square in the face. 

"Michael, shut up!" Harry yelled, his face hidden behind a sloppy mess of curls. He hid his face in the seat once more, and after that, it was quiet. Michael blushed thirty shades darker than he already had been, clasping his hands together in his lap and staring at his feet. 

I let out a small laugh and held my hand out to him, smiling as I whispered, "Hi, I'm Teagan. And yes, I am now responsible for all your hair and make up needs." 

He let out a small sigh as a smile spread across his face, taking my hand and shaking it gently. 

"Guess you better prepare yourself. We get out of hand sometimes," he mumbled, leaning back against the seat. 

"Alright, you two, get settled in. We've got quite the drive ahead of us," Lou said quietly as she laid Lux down beside Harry. 

Michael looked over at me sheepishly, then asked, "Would you like to watch a movie?"

I nodded and grinned, scooting over beside him, looking at his laptop as he scrolled through the movies and settled on The Avengers. I laughed quietly as he draped a blanket over us, closing my eyes as I leaned my head back against the seat, preparing myself for the long ride into the unknown.