Michael's Best Friend. *Completed*

Olivia Walker, (Liv\Via), is Michael Clifford's best friend. Yes Micheal Clifford from Five Seconds of Summer. They met in preschool and when they hit first grade, her and her parents moved to Las Vegas. Michael would visit all the time, then he stopped having time being in a band and all. When Michael asks management to go visit her they say he has to bring the boy along, and when he tells the boys their completely fine with it. Until they meet her.


7. I Never Did

Olivia's POV


I put my cloths back on and sat back down on the bed. Ashton came back from the bathroom, he had his cloths back on too. We sat in silence for a few minutes just staring at our hands.


"Are you okay?" He asked me suddenly.


"Yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?" I asked moving into his lap and burying my face in his chest. 


"Yeah, you just seem a little.. I don't know." He shrugged wrapping his arms around me.


"It's just I'm not used to guys staying, ya know after sex. Because usually it's just a one night stand and they leave right after." I shrugged.


"Well, this was in the morning and who says its only gonna happen once?" He winked at me as I looked up at him.


"Shut up. You do know Michael won't leave us alone until we tell him what happened here, right?" I asked him.


"Is he gonna kill me if I tell him?" He asked me.


"I don't know. He'll probably get more mad at me then you." I said.


"Why?" Ashton asked confused.


"Because we tell each other everything. And when I don't tell him something he gets all mad and takes it out on everyone else." I said. "It's just how he is. How he's always been."


"How did you guys meet anyway?" Ashton asked.


"Well," I smiled sitting up in his lap, facing him wrapping my legs around his waist. "it was the first day of preschool, and I walked into the classroom and a boy with blonde hair and green eyes was staring at me from across the room at a table."


"Would that blonde boy with green eyes just happen to be Michael?" Ashton asked. I nodded.


"Anyway, the teacher told me to sit next to him at the table, so I did and he kept staring at me." I paused for a minute.


"I wouldn't blame him, you were probably as beautiful as you are now." Ashton smiled. 


"And then while the teacher was talking to a parent at the end of the day he says to me: Hi, I'm Michael. And your cute. Then he ran over to his mom and went home."


"Then what?!" Ashton asked eagerly.


"Well the next day when it was time for recess, I was playing jump rope with a bunch of other girls and Michael comes over to us and just stared at us for a minutes and then he stands next to me when I was twisting the jump rope while my friend jumped." I paused.


"What did he say?"


"He asked me what my name was. And I told him my name, Olivia, and he just nods. Then when the other girls realize hes talking to me they stop and walk over to us and just stare and Michal looks at all of them and then he smiles, mostly to himself then to everyone else."


"What did he do?" Ashton shook me.


"He looked at me and then he put each of his hands on one of my cheeks and pecked me on the lips. And the other girls thought it was disgusting and told the teacher and the teacher called our parents and my mom was just like: So what?" I giggled.


"Wow. Michael was your first kiss?" Ashton laughed.


"Yes. And that is how our amazing friendship began." I smiled.


"Cool. So now what do you wanna do? We still have the whole day ahead of us." He said.


"I don't know." I shrugged.


"Your not still tired right?" He laughed.


"No." I shook my head. "Wanna go get lunch?" I asked looking at my phone. It was already one o'clock.


"Yeah, sure." He smiled and I got off of his lap and stood up. He stood up with me and we both put our shoes on and walked into the hall. He locked the door and turned to me. "You have your key?"


"Uh yea." I said holding it up along with my phone. "Can you hold it for me, I don't have any pockets."


"Sure." He smiled and put it in the pocket of his sweatpants along with his keys and his phone. "Can I hold your hand for you, too?" He asked giving me a cheeky smile.


"Of course you can." I smiled as he took my hand in his.


"So what do you want for lunch?" He asked.


"I don't care, as long as it's not sea food I'll eat it." I said.


"Okay." He laughed. "I don't really know where anything is here." He said as we walked into the lobby.


"Well what do you want to eat?" I asked.


"Well I like spaghetti." He said opening the door for me.


"Thank you." I smiled. "Well we could've probably ordered spaghetti in our hotel room." I giggled.


"Yeah, well we're outside already so let's find somewhere to get spaghetti." He said as the paparazzi started following us. They asked us if we were dating like they did earlier. Ashton looked at me for a couple minutes as we walked.


"What?" I giggled gazing into his eyes.


"Would we be considered dating, ya know after earlier?" He asked me, whispering the last part but the papz couldn't hear us talking over them shouting questions at us.


"Is that your way of asking me out?" I smiled.


"Maybe, but I want it to stay a secret for now. If your answer is yes." He said. I stopped walking casing him to stop and the papz to stop. It was quiet, the papz waiting for us to move and Ashton looked at me waiting for my answer. I pulled at his t-shirt so his face was close to mine and kissed him. The papz went crazy and started taking pictures and asking questions. We pulled away and started walking again.


"My answer is yes." I smiled. "Um, we should go to Paesano's Pizza H, (pi-zon-os), they have everything, and I know everyone who works there!" I


"Sounds good." He smiled. "Which way?" He asked.


"This way." I said pulling him along all the way to Paesano's. We walked in and I got a chorus of people yelling my name. "Hi, guys!" I smiled. My friend, her parents, her three brothers, and four of her seven sisters work here with her.  Their all Italian but my friend, Arabella, and all her younger sister have American accents because they moved here when she was born and had all them. But all her older siblings and parents have Italian accents.


"Ooh, who's your cute friend?" Arabella asked me.


"This is Mikey's friend Ashton. Ashton this is Arabella, but everyone calls her Bella." I smiled.


"Hi." Ashton smiled to her.


"GUYS OLIVIA'S HERE!" Bella yelled into the kitchen. All her siblings came running out.


"Okay everyone this is Ashton." I told them all pointing to him. He waved to them. "Ashton, that is Carlos, Jesse, Brandon, but we call him Brandy, Simona, Abree, Damania, and Karlia." I said pointing to everyone as I said their names.


"Hi." Ashton waved to them again.


"So are you guys dating?" Brandy asked. His accent was Italian but the sound of his voice sounded like Louis.


"Nope." I said.


"Then why are you holding hands?" Carlos asked in his thick Italian accent.


"Because I wanted to hold his hand." I shrugged letting go of his hand hesitantly as Mrs.Lippucci came out in front of the register. 


"Olivia! What can I do for you today?" She asked, her broad Italian accent making when she said 'what' and 'for' sound like 'vat' and 'vor'.


"Um can I have spaghetti for take out?" I asked.


"Of course! One minute!" She smiled and walked into the kitchen.


"Come on." I said to Ashton and we sat at the stools at the bar. Arabella sat next to me.


"You sure you two don't have a thing going on?" She whispered to me while Ashton was to busy on his phone.


"No.. Why?" I looked at her.


"I saw the picture's of you two kissing, going in and out of that hotel." She paused. "What's Michael think about all this?" She asked.


"Well I told you how him and his friends are all at my house, and Mikey thought it would be a good idea to spend a day with each of them and today is my day with Ashton." I shrugged. I really didn't like lying to her, but Ashton wanted to keep it a secret and I respected that.


"He wants to keep it a secret doesn't he?" It was like Bella could read my mind.


"Uh, well.." I paused.


"Okay, your secret is safe with me." She smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. "Oh and you know Brandy can just look at you and basically predict what your gonna say next. If he asks you you can't like to him." She added before walking away. It was true, I knew Bella the longest but Brandy knew me better then anyone except for Mikey. Mikey could basically read my mind.


"How much is the food gonna cost?" Ashton asked me looking over to me.


"What? Oh uh around ten bucks." I shrugged snapping out of my thoughts.


"What were you thinking about?" He asked me as I looked over to him.


"Nothing, just something Bella said to me." I said, at least I wasn't lying to him.


"Did she put the pieces together?" He asked.


"Uh, yea." I breathed out. "But if anyone can keep a secret in that family it'd be Bella and Brandy."


"You told him too?" He questioned.


"No, but he can kinda just look at me and tell if I'm gonna lie or not. So I can't lie to him if he asks." I shrugged. 


"Oh, okay. Your not gonna tell Michael about us right?" He asked.


"Not if you don't want me to. But I'm gonna have to tell him about earlier though." I said and he nodded.  After a few minutes Bella's mom came back with our food and Ashton payed. 


"Bye guys." I smiled and waved and they gave me a chorus of 'goodbyes'. "Ashton, can you put my phone in your pocket?" I asked him.


"Sure, baby." He smiled and put my phone in his pocket. I held the tin with our spaghetti in it, the plastic top all steamed up from the hot food, in one hand and held Ashton's hand in the other. Again we were followed by the papz all the way to the hotel.


"How do you think Michael's gonna react when you tell him?" Ashton asked as we entered our room.


"I don't know. I'd only be able to tell by his facial expression." I shrugged.


"Oh. Here." He said handing me a fork.


"Thank you." I smiled.


"Your welcome baby." He smiled back. We ate silently and I wasn't really hungry so I didn't eat much. "You feeling okay?" He asked.


"Yeah why?" I asked.


"Well when we made pancakes the other day, we made like 50 and you ate most of them. You probably would've eaten all of them if we weren't there. Now your barely eating." He said putting down his fork.


"I'm just not that hungry." I shrugged standing up. He pulled my down into his lap.


"Come on tell me what's wrong." He said saying words between placing kisses on my neck.


"Nothing." I laughed. "I'm fine."


"What ever you say." He said placing a kiss on my lips. "You know I'm gonna miss acting like this at your house."


"It's okay, the boys are in the living room most of the time. And if I throw any parties while you guys are here, which I probably will, we can just-" He cut me off.


"Pretend we're drunk if anyone catches us going at it." He winked.


"Yeah, that's not exactly what I was gonna say, but let's go with that." I laughed.




When we stepped into my house it was quiet for a minute then we heard yelling from the living room. Ashton handed me my phone and we walked into the living room. Calum and Niall were playing some game and all the other guys were yelling.


"Olivia!" Mikey yelled. "Come here." He said opening his arms. I looked at Ashton who went over and sat next to Luke and nodded to me. So I went over and sat in Michael's lap, his arms wrapp around me. "What did you guys do?" He whispered in my ear.


"I'll tell you later." I said and I don't think he liked my answer because he picked me up and took me upstairs to my room. He sat me on my bed and looked at me.


"What happened that you couldn't say in front of everyone else?" Michael asked, his green eyes stabbing my blue ones.


"Uh, well...." I paused for a minute. "We kinda had sex.."


"You guys did what?" He asked as his eyes widened.


"Michael, it all just happened so fast." I said.


"But you didn't do anything to stop it?" He asked.


"Well no.." I bit my bottom lip.


"So you just willingly had sex with my best friend." He more said than asked, with a hint of anger in his voice.


"Are you really getting mad at me for this?" I asked.


"It's just you know, Olivia, I didn't think you would ever go there." He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. 


"So it was totally okay for you to sleep with Kaitlynn last time you were here?" I asked him. He looked at me. "And then me the next day."


"Olivia we were both drunk." He said as an excuse.


"No, I was drunk. You had two beers and it takes a lot more for you to get drunk." I said.


"Alright, Olivia, I'm sorry. I had sex with you and I knew you were drunk. But you kept saying it was fine so I thought it was okay. And then after that when you were fully sober you asked for it again, and again." he paused. "And I still thought it was okay, but now I guess it meant nothing to you." And that's when I realized something. Did Michael love me? Like more then a friend?


"You know what Michael?" I looked at him, tears were streaming down my face and he looked on the verge of tears. "I thought you would react like this if I didn't tell you, and I think I feel worse then how I would feel if I didn't tell you and I lied. But this fells a lot worse then any bad feeling I've ever had. You know, I'm sorry this is my fault. I just caused our first fight over something so stupid. And you know I thought because we tell each other everything and-" He stopped me.


"Let's get out of here." He said standing up and grabbing my hand pulling me up.


"Where?" I asked. He pulled me into a hug, slipping his arms under mine and placing his hand on my back pulling me towards him. I slipped my arms around his neck.


"I'm sorry." He whispered in my ear. "Now come on we're gonna go get some ice cream and just forget about this."


"Okay." I nodded as we pulled away. I wiped the tears off my face and we walked downstairs. I didn't want to stand in front of all them so I waited on the porch. It was dark and I could hear the crickets chirping away. Michael walked outside and we walked to the nearest ice cream shop in silence. We got there and ordered our ice cream and sat at a table by the window.


"Olivia?" Michael looked at me.


"Yeah?" I asked looking up into his green eyes. He started to say something but stopped.


"Nothing." He shook his head. I didn't say anything, just nodded and we didn't really eat our ice cream we just mixed it around with our spoons.


"I'm sorry." I said looking up again.


"You didn't do anything wrong. I over-reacted." He said.


"Yes I did, I slept with your best friend. And I shouldn't have." I sighed rubbing my temples.


"You have a thing with Ashton don't you?" He asked, I just looked at him. I didn't know what to say "You know, I specifically told them not to go there or even try. But Ashton wasn't there when I said that, he didn't know. I can't blame him. What guy wouldn't want you to be theirs? I can't get mad at him for something he didn't know. He wouldn't have even thought of it if he was there when I said it." 


"Michael, you don't think of me as just a friend do you?" I asked him.


"No, I really don't. I never did." He said and walked outside. He paced back and forth running his fingers through his hair. I made a mess of this, God why do I have to fuck everything up?



HIIIII! This chapter goes from happy and fine to sad and depressing and crying and omg.

So, munchkins, let me know what you think. I hope I did not just like ruin your life by like causing a huge fight between Via and Mikey.


Well I really hope you guys like this.

Night. Love yous :)

~Tonybear~ <3 :) (:

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