I heard you're a player.
So let's play a game.
Lets sweet talk.
Lets play fight.
Lets talk 24/7
Lets tell each other good morning and goodnight every day.
Lets take walks together.
Lets give each other nicknames.
Lets hang out with each other friends.
Lets go on dates.
Lets talk on the phone all night long.
Lets hold each other.
Lets kiss and hug.
and whoever falls in love first.
It's what I wrote on the note. The note I will give to him, the guy who can't stay away. Michael. A part of the biggest group of players.
Calum Hood, Mr. Big shot. Can win every single bet in the time limit, 30 days. Get the girl to say she loves you then its over. He gets the targets and makes the bet, which means he give out the money.
Luke Hemming, the heartthrob, finishes his bets before the deadline, means he gets double the money. Gets all the girls, makes them feel something special then breaks their hearts.
Ashton Irwin, the triple threat. Hes really fit and strong, hes a softy, and able to make the girls drop like flies. Girls are wrapped around his long ass Australian finger. He lets down his girl like the softy he is, by sugar coating his "break up speech."
Then last but not least, Michael Clifford, the dyed hair badass looking dickhead. Always winking at me, flirting, and touching me. So I've come up with an idea.
I'll be giving out the bet this time.
Just remember Michael.
Whoever falls in love first...
Watch your back, Clifford.