Michael Meme Novels & Stories

Michael winked at the lady who in turn smiled and went away. "Stop doing that!" I said while Jordan laughed knowing the repulsive nature of the cantankerous guy. "Oh! Jealous? I know I can flirt better than you." Micheal said. "Yeah! Yeah! Better than everyone." Jordan chuckled sarcastically appreciated Michael. We all laughed and chatted about some of the school memories and our exes. After dinner we all gathered in my room and played cards. "I really want a Bae" Michael said while pouting like a kid.

” He asked ” No,,,am sorry if you fail because of me ” Lisa said sadly ” You don’t have to feel sad,,the thing is I hate failing and now you must do your best and run fast,,,I can’t just fail because of you ” Michael said rather harsh ” Do you want me to get hurt?? I really can’t do this ” Lisa said ” Damn,why did I come so late?? ” he said and roughed his hair ” You know what?? When doing this?? You just have to focus,,like you’re the only one running ,,,when you see no one than yourself,, you can still manage to come second or third,,,but not the last please,, it’s embarrassing ” Michael said

Michael paid the look no mind as he slipped a hand into the pocket of his jeans and produced it a moment later, a loud laugh escaping his lips once he read the text on the screen. “Oh, that’s a good one,” he snickered, looking up at Sebastian a few seconds later. “You won’t believe who’s back.” “Please don’t tell me it’s some dumb celebrity here to see the president,” Marcus groaned. “All those Hollywood assholes just need to stay on the west coast where they belong.” “Nope,” Michael replied, fingers flying over the screen. “Guess again.” It was Jacob's turn. “The son of that ambassador who incessantly hit on Sebastian that time at the zoo?”

They were happy to see him. "Why did you come back? Do you feel bored in the Philippines? Or did you get heartbroken?" asked the other one, he was Michael. He is just teasing him. He knew the man had no relationship. "No, I just miss you all so that I'm here," he lied. He is here now to know and remember his past. Not everything he remembers is exact. He still has a lot to forget and not know. "Wow. Thanks bro. Okay let's start getting fit again," Jigz said, he was a bit chubby in liam's fri

He said before he texted her back. Did he tell her he was going to eat her clit again? "Dylan, are you going to eat whatever that is again? If it's a type of food, I can get Mum to make it for you!" He laughed and Michael joined. I hated it when they started laughing out of nowhere like they shared some kind of joke with their minds. "Mia, like D said, it's none of your business. And you retard!" Michael used his right hand to punch him in the side.

MICHEAL Mikey found himself fixing dinner and eating alone. Tonight was the night he'd say a final farewell to his best friend. Everyone else seemed to forget that James's memorial was tonight, and if that wasn't the case, then they all simply didn't care. Brooke, Damon, and Ella seemed too occupied with their own lives to pay attention to Mikey. They wouldn't know that he was sad and in disbelief that the only person he really trusted was gone. Micheal would never forget him. THE GROUP

Michael's sudden aggression caught me off guard. Micheal stood up suddenly, and fear gripped my heart as he pulled off the mask, revealing a scary old face with a large scar. "M?" I muttered, my gaze unfocused. "Micheal is M, M is Micheal. Why is Micheal so old? What's..." I suddenly felt the whole room spin before I blanked out.

“Yeah. Is that weird? I just… I’d really like a photo of us. It’d make me feel closer to you. Like… I’d always have a piece of you with me. I’d never forget you. Ever.” Michael let out a short scoff, shaking his head, his thoughts growing sharper. ‘So he remembers all forty-four of them, huh? Must have a damn good memory,’ he thought, sarcasm biting beneath the surface. His lips curled into a smirk. “Cool,” he finally said. “Let’s meet up. I’d love to take pictures with you.”

His fans had even started a fan group online for him, and he was currently one of the most popular contenders for the championship. In one of the videos, there was even a milk commercial featuring Michael. He looked radiant and dashing as he held a bottle of milk with clear and bright eyes. Netizens were screaming and expressing their desire to buy the milk. Some even urged the people ahead of them to place their orders rationally and to save some for the rest of them. Sage beamed as she witnessed everyone's love for Michael. She was just about to place an order to support Michael when Tiana called.

of chocolate from his chin with my thumb. "Are you ready to head back, buddy? You still have your arithmetic homework to complete." His bottom lip jutted out swiftly, his brows furrowing together. I couldn't stop the smile that pulled at my lips—some responses are universal, regardless of DNA. He agreed with a theatrical sigh that only a six-year-old could accomplish, and we set out for home. I glanced to Griffin as the door barely snapped shut behind us. "Hey, love, why don't you go start your homework? I need to speak with Aunt Sally for a minute." He waited, his gaze flitting between us, sensing the tension boiling in the air. After a minute of thought, he struggled down the corridor, hi