"We're here," Michael said, smiling again.
"Yup" I said. "Wait, this was the big secret?" I laughed.
"Well, no but.." Michael laughed. I opened the door and got out.
"Michael ordered chocolate and I ordered cookie dough. It was heavenly good.
"Hey, let's play a game," Michael said.
"What game?" I asked.
"A question game," Michael said smiling. I couldn't help it but his smile was perfect.
"Okay, what do you want to know?" I asked.
"What's your favorite color?" Michael asked.
"Black. What's yours?" I asked.
"Green. What's your middle name?" Michael asked.
Faith.. What's yours?" I asked.
"Well I don't have a middle name," Michael said, not looking into my eyes.
"Pretty pwease?" I asked in my baby voice.
"I hate my middle name though," Michael groaned.
"It's not that bad, trust me" I said.
"It's pretty bad," Michael said.
"Just tell me!" I laughed.
"Fine... Gordan," Michael said, looking ashamed.
Michael was hugging me.
"Gordan" I said, coming out of the stupor remembering all that had caused.
He pushed me away by my shoulders and looked at my face smiling. "Really? You're going to bring up my middle name?"
"I think I know you," I said slowly.
He looked quizzically at me. "Of course you know me," he said. "You were my best friend through a dark time. When I broke up with the guys and went back to Sydney."
"Was I," I said reaching up to his face, tracing the contours.
"Ummm, Alexandria, you're touching Michael Clifford's face," Shelby announced.
"I am," I said with a half-grin.
Michael put his warm hand on mine.
Me and Michael stayed in the same position until the blonde girl shoved us apart. "Umm, Michael what where you thinking?! I'm your girlfriend!" She literally shouted at Michael.
"Don't talk to him like that!" I yelled back at her.
"What are you going to do about it?" She smirked placing her hands on her hips.
"Girls sto-" Michael got cut off by blondies fist connecting with my jaw. I fell to the ground and she started to kick me over and over until Michael grabbed me from behind and pulled me away.
"Abigal that's enough!" Michael shouted.
"You're mine! Not hers!" This 'Abigal' girl said.
"We'll talk later Abigal.. I need to talk to Alex right now." Michael said.
Abigal crossed her arms and glared at all of us.
There was an awkward silence until Abigal finally spoke up. "Fine."
She sassed and stomped away. Michael grabbed my hand and we ran out of the venue with Shelby and the boys. Shelby and I saw the security guard that took us out here and Shelby and I literally almost attacked him. "Give us our bags back!" I yelled.
"Calm down! Here, here!" The guy said, I saw his name tag it said Paul.
"Thank you Paul." I said throwing my bag over my shoulders.
"Let's get out of here Alex.." Michael said and I nodded.. I couldn't lie. I was kinda fangirling.
We hopped in their tour bus and they drove us home. My nose was bleeding from Abigal. I recognized her. I felt like I knew her.
The short blond stepped closer to me with a face contorted with anger. She was used to always having her way with everyone. "Michael is mine. No one else can have him," she sneered.
A rock fell down the cliff my legs were dangling off of. It was warm but I felt a shiver of fear run down me.
"He can see who he wants," I said.
"No, he can't," she said. She laughed as she came closer.
"Look at you. I don't even have to make it look like an accident. I'll just push." I gripped the ground and tried to lay flat on the ground as she came at me. My head hurt so much. She had much better leverage and she shoved hard.
I was floating in the air. Time slowed down. A million thoughts went through my head. I saw a triumphant smile on my face as she watched me float down to the crashing waves below. I knew I hit the water but everything went black.