fate :: clifford [discontinued]

Chapter 6

"How long have you been watching?" I ask as I set the plate and fork down on the coffee table. I hold onto my cup, walking back to the kitchen to pour myself some orange juice.

"Long enough. Anyway, what's up?"

"I decided to do something with my day just a few minutes ago."

"How long were you doing nothing?"

"Long enough," I mock, trying to hold back a giggle. I look at the digital clock on the oven and bite my lip as I try to hold back a grin. "Okay, maybe a few hours? It's like 2:30, and I woke up at 8." I gribble some juice on the counter and instinctively lick it clean. What can I say? It's orange juice, a napkin doesn't deserve it as much as I do.

"Sweet," he says, and I hear faint music in the background. As I become familiar with the tune, I start to smile and bob my head like a total dork. I recognise it as 'Kick Me' by Sleeping with Sirens, the most inspirational song there is. To me, at least. He started to raise the volume as the lyrics went by. "You know this song?" He tries to say over the music. He can probably feel me jumping, which made me feel like an idiot.

"Yeah," I laugh, as I can feel him become jumpy. I put my cup on the coffee table next to my plate and started singing along with the lyrics, while he started too. I started to dance around again and snap my fingers and screamo along with Kellin Quinn and Michael. After all these years of practicing, I finally got the right scream. I could feel Michael dancing with me, bouncing and blasting his brains out. If only someone was to video tape me, they'd think I was insane.

As more songs play, the more we jam out together. We've danced together to at least 20 songs before the music stops, and I ask why.

"That's the end of the playlist. Oops. Sorry, Aut."

"Hey! Please, please, please call me Chloe! Ugh, I knew telling you that that was my name was a mistake."

I hear Michael chuckle. It catches me off guard when I realize that his giggle was really adorable, and I can't believe I've never noticed it before.

"Okay, Aut. I'll be sure to call you that from now on, just to annoy you. Aut."

I groan in reply. "I hate you."

"Do you not like Aut that much? How about Autty?"

I furrow my eyebrows and crinkle my nose. "Ew! Autty's weird. Aut is sounding a lot better now."

I just hear him snicker in return. "Okay. Now I need a nickname. Think, Aut."

"The only nickname that's suitable for Michael is Mike." There was a long pause after that. As if he was pondering it, or just imagining other names.

"No, not Mike. I don't know... Mike just sounds so damn heartless. Don't you think?"

I nodded, feeling like an idiot once again. "Mikey?"

"Yes!" He nearly screeched, causing me to jump backwards, again. "Mikey it is!"

"You make me feel so damn accomplished," I laugh. "I just added a 'Y' to Mike."

"Anythings better than Mike. And hey, what about your waffles? I just remembered." A sudden horror splashed over my face. I am so cruel to food!

"Oh my gosh ugh. This is so sad." I pick up the cold, burnt waffle and sniff it. "Yep, it has passed. Let's get ready for he funeral, Mikey." I hear him adorably chuckle again. I can feel his chest vibrate and my heart melt into colorful little flower pedals in my stomach. I bite my lip to hold back a smile. Did I even just say those things? Who am I?

"You take food so seriously. It reminds me of Tess."

My smile immediately fades as I roll my eyes in complete annoyance. He always finds a way to bring her into the conversation, doesn't he? I know she saved him and all, but really? It's getting old. "Yep. Whatever," I say a little too bluntly.

"What do you mean whatever?"

"You just always bring her up. It's annoying."

"Is someone jealous?" I feel the smirk rise on his lips.

"No, actually! How could you even be that cocky? I bet she's just like you. Cocky and annoying. Can you just not talk about her every chance you get? God."

"Oh, so I'm annoying now? Wow, Aut. Why are you still even trying with me if you think I'm annoying?"

"Because I kind of can't stop? You pretty much live inside my head, and I can't get you out. But then in almost every conversation we have, you bring her up. Can you just not? Please?"

"Well sorry that you remind me of the girl I love!"

Ouch. That's when it hit me. Right in the chest. That's when I realized that I was possibly jealous of Tess. That's when I realized that every time he brings her up I get somewhat annoyed. A sudden wave of- not so much jealousy- but anger came over me. "So why don't you go tell her that? Just stop trying with me, oh my God! Get out of my life! Don't talk to me ever again!" I clench my jaw and wait for his answer, that I now feel my life depends on. It feels like minutes, until I can start to feel my eyes burn and glass. He finally speaks, making my bones feel like they just decomposed inside my body within seconds. His voice is weak, which makes my mind regret ever bringing the subject up.

"Goodbye."

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A/N

k i'm just gonna skip to the important stuff

should i continue this book? i really feel like it's not going to go anywhere & i don't want to dread updating. i mean one of my fav fics just got discontinued & i was really down & i don't wanna do that to any of you guys (lol i probably won't anyway bc no one is reading this) but yeah. should i continue it or stop it? pls comment //:

i feel like such an idiot asking you all for help but thank you lol x