A Players Game ( Micheal Clifford Fan Fiction )

Micheal Clifford is known to be the school player. He has always been able to get a girl with a snap of his fingers. That is until he meets Ashlyn. Shes nothing like the girls he's friends with. Shes quiet and shy but has no problem standing up for her friends. Micheal sees something in her what he hasnt seen in anyone else. Will he learn how to fall in love or will he stick to his player ways.


4. chapter 5


 Marx Thomas
 friend: Marci 
 best friend: Ashlyn
 boyfriend: Stiver
 two younger sisters
 mother is a single parent 
 dad died when he was little
 slightly confident 
wears heart on sleeve at times 



The next morning I asked Marx if he could drive me because I didn't feel like driving today. I had been up all night listening to my parents fighting and talking to the cops.


I give snowball a kiss and head downstairs. Marx is already waiting outside my door by the time I open it.


"What's wrong" He says noticing right away something wrong.


"My parents are in jail until this afternoon. They woke me up at two in the morning shouting and my dad breaks something. The neighbor called the police again. They let me stay here and give a statement because I told them that they were fighting all night and I wanted to get some sleep before school and I went back to sleep for two hours" I say rubbing my eyes still tired.


Marx pulls me to him hugging me. He didn't say it will be okay because he knows how they are and that they won't change. I hug him back and we walk to the car. We didn't have to stop and get Marci because her brother drove her and Stiver got to school early to work on a project.


"So did Stiver tell you what happened yesterday" I ask causing him to sigh.


"Yeah he told me thanks for pushing Tyler for me" He says smirking.


"Your welcome" I say.


"I hate it when people make fun of me and Stiver just because we're gay. It's not right" Marx says his voice coming out in a whisper.


I place my hand on his trying to cheer me up. He smiles and takes my hand in his that's not on the steering wheel.


"You can't let them get to you. You love each other that's what matters. They aren't worth it. I love you guys just the way you are and so does Marci so you are not alone" I say hoping it will cheer him up. By the smile on his face I can tell it does.


The rest of the ride was silent us both just enjoying having someone that cares by our side and the warm morning breeze.



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