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When Y/N sees 5SOS in a concert she feels things she didn't think possible and all because of him. Michael Clifford. When he shows her attention does it really mean something or is he playing her? Will they be separated by their differences or can true love really overcome all?


3. Games

Y/N's POV: 
The night drew on and the eye contact continued, each look felt like it lasted forever and I'd back down only to be greeted with the feeling of craving more. I began playing a game with him, just to experiment to see whether he'd accept my challenge. I screamed all the lyrics to all the songs, jumping around and letting go. Letting the worries and troubles that I'd been facing just float away. My hair was clinging to my face and I felt the sweat all over my body but I was having the best night ever.

Michael's POV
The atmosphere in this place was amazing, thousands of voices screaming the lyrics myself and the guys wrote. This was the dream and we'd made it a reality. There were thousands of girls in this arena but my mind only drifted to one. That girl. There was this girl in the front row, she had long golden-blonde hair and deep blue eyes. I don't know what it was about her but she had me fixed. She wasn't dressed like the other girls. Most of them had flannel shirts and shorts and were just trying to look slutty, where as her, she was different. She had a denim skirt on and a top that showed her neck but not her chest. She looked hot, but it was like a mysterious hot. Come on Michael, she's just a girl. That's the thing though, she wasn't just a girl, she was the girl. The one who's name i wanted to know, the one I wanted to talk to, the one I wanted late night conversations with. She was jumping around waving her arms in the air, screaming the lyrics and occasionally looking at me. But it felt like she was playing a game with me. She'd look at me and it would be intense, then she'd look away or say something to her friend whilst looking at me. As if she knew it would drive me mad. But even though I thought she was hot, I knew it wouldn't happen. I'll move to another city, see another girl and do the same thing next concert. This is my life, and I intend on enjoying every moment of it, even if that means I don't get her. She can't be that important, otherwise I'd have already met her.

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