Wrapped Around Your Finger (Michael Clifford)

Emily Hilt was just a girl that did hair and makeup in a small town. But she gets a job offer of a life time. To be the hair stylist for the band 5 Seconds of Summer. She meets the boys for the first time and immediately hits it off with them. But one of them felt a connection. And now, he's wrapped around her finger.


3. Chapter 3: Moment

Chapter 3: Moment

Emily POV

I wake up to a very loud screeching sound, and freak out. I slowly open my eyes and turn around, so that I was facing the curtain. It was coming from outside. I slide the curtain open, and peer out. Standing there holding a blow horn was Michael himself. I hit him, and took the horn. I closed the curtain, still holding the horn, and roll over so I'm facing the wall. But, of course, I couldn't go back to sleep undisturbed. The curtain pulled back and I was rolled out of my bunk. But instead of hitting the floor, I was in Michael's arms. I started to squirm, and Michael fell.

"Oi!" He yelled. I giggled, and started to wrestle. He started to wrestle back, but friendly. So we weren't throwing fists or breaking noses. As we rolled on the tour bus floor, giggling, Ashton apparently woke up and started to watch us. Michael stopped rolling, which caused him to be on top of me. I was still giggling, and Michael was quietly chuckling. Mike stopped and looked me in the eyes. I looked him in the eye. He brushed his hand across my head, pushing back a strand of hair. I started to lean in, and he did too. There was about an inch space between us. But right when he was about to close the gap, Calum woke up.

"What's going on?" A raspy voice said, behind a curtain. Michael immediately climbed off of me, while I stayed on the floor. I shivered from the sudden absence of Michael's warmth. "Emily, why are you on the floor?" Calm asked, looking at me.

"Because it was lonely." I hugged the floor, actually getting comfortable.

"Ok....." He got out of his bunk, and went probably to the bathroom. I closed my eyes, and surprisingly fell asleep.

~a couple hours later~

"Maybe we should wake her up?"

"No, she looks comfortable."

"Let's just leave her be."

"Ok, anyone up for video games?"



"Nah, I'll pass."

"Really? You're usual the one wanting to play, Michael."

"I'm just not feeling to good. I'll be fine. Go play."

"Ok. Let's go guys."

"I'll be there in a minute." Footsteps go over me. I slowly open one eye to see Ashton and Michael still in the hallway. And I'm on the floor.

"Look, I saw what you and Em were doing. How you almost kissed." Ashton says in a hushed tone, to prevent the other guys to hear.

"It was nothing. I felt nothing. I was just caught in the moment. It meant nothing to me." I swear China could hear my heart break. I felt every single thing. It was magical, even if we didn't kiss. I should've known. Why would a hot guy in a famous band like an average girl from a small town. Ashton walks into the room with the rest of guys and Mike stays back. I start to get up, and yawn. Michael watches me as I wipe the drool from my face. And yes I drool, don't judge. I turn toward him.



"Whatcha doing?"

"Standing" I nod, and grab my laptop from my bunk.

"Wanna watch some YouTube? I'll show you some YouTubers, and get you to like Pewds."

"Ok, sounds fun." We both climb in my bunk, and close the curtain.

"Ok, so first Tyler Oakley......."

~about 3 hours later~

I was snorting at the video in front of us. Michael was just merely chuckling. It was Troye Sivan. I forgot what video since Mike picked. I scoot over a little toward Michael, and he puts an arm around me. I smile and lay my head on his chest while watching the video. I laugh again. God, I just love YouTube. The curtain flung open and there stood a smirking Luke. I rolled my eyes, and covered my face because of the light.

"Awww look at the love birds!" Luke swooned. I blushed and turned away. Luke just chuckled. "We got to go. We have rehearsal. Chop chop!" Luke said, clapping his hands. Michael rolled out, and helped me out. All four of us walked toward the stadium they were performing at.

"Ok, Em? Do you know what you have to do to our hair?" Ashton called out.

"Nope." I said, popping the 'p'. Michael chuckled.

"Ugh, Lou will show you." I nod and march to the stadium. I literally march like I was in a band or something.

"Lou! Lou!! Paul, do you know where Lou is?" Ashton asked.

"She had to go home, Lux is sick. We can't find a replacement."

"Um, we have out stylist. But she doesn't know what to do."

"Oh well, she'll figure it out. C'mon, we have to get to the boys." Paul said, dragging me.

"What boys?"

"One Direction." My eyes widen, and I'm speechless, but kept following Paul. "Here, go do their hair, and pick out clothes. They have to be at rehearsal in 30. Make'em pretty!" Paul says, walking off. I turn toward the door that says 'One Direction' and slowly knock.

"Come in!" A British accent calls. I open the door, and smile.

"Hello, and who might you be?" Harry asked.

"I'm Lou's replacement. She had to go home. Lux was sick." I explained. I was slightly shaking.

"Oh, ok. Do you know what to do?" Niall asked. I nod, lying. I've seen pictures of One Direction, but it was like a couple years ago with they first started. I'll just do that. If they have a problem, they can find another stylist.

"I'm first!" Louis calls. Well, this should be fun.

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