Pairing: Soulmate!Michael Clifford x Fem! Soulmate! Reader
Summary: Not so meet cute
Warnings: Mentions of accidents and Language. Also some grammatical errors (English is not my first language I’m sorry)
Word Count: 1K ish
Author’s Note: Hello! This was supposed to be a long fic but things happened. Please remember that Reblogs are incredibly important. Comments, likes and feedback as well. Support your writers! Hope you like it and happy reading
“Cal, I already told you that the boss is not going to listen! I’ve tried everything already”
Calum mumbled out an answer that was barely understandable with the outside noise, but Michael heard it all already and just limited himself to rolling his eyes before making sure the road was empty so he could cross the street.
Saturday’s afternoons used to be relaxing until today; just hanging around his house, playing video games until it was time to take South for a walk, come back after a good 40 min in the park, order some takeout and go to sleep. But now, his Saturday has been filled with calls from his friends, urging him for details about his possible promotion in the office and how that might not happen after all.
Michael has been working at the company the longest. Ever since he was in college learning about programming, he took it upon himself to become the best there is in the field, landing a big opportunity working as an intern for one of the largest video game companies on the continent and then working his way up to the big leagues. There, he also found his best friends; Ashton, who worked in the creative department that originated all the best ideas; Calum, the youngest marketing manager of the state; and Luke, who started working as an intern a couple of years prior and was taken under Michael’s wing till he found his own.
The rumors about the new company manager started floating around a few weeks ago when Mr. Spellman casually announced the possibility of his early retirement and how he would need someone capable, intelligent, young, and hip. Someone like…
“Michael! Are you even listening?” Calum yelled from the other side of the phone.
“No, I’m sorry. It’s very hard to listen when you’re exercising your ego” Michael answered sarcastically as he pulled South away from a mysterious liquid on the floor.
“Haha, if anything I’m helping your ego!” Said Calum “We need to find out about this new hire that Mr. Spellman wants to replace you with”
Michael sighed. He knew that what Calum was saying was true. The rumor of a new hire coming to take the position Michael was fighting for his whole career was breathing down his neck. But they had no information about them nor did they know if it was true. And, to be honest, Michael didn’t want to know anything about them.
“There might not even be a new hire! Just because Ashton told Luke that he heard Nick tell Sandra…”
“But Nick knows everything!”
“Nick barely knows divisions!” Michael sighed “Look, even if Mr. Spellman were to hire someone new, who’s to say it would even be for the promotion? We are understaffed in the customer service department”
Calum scoffed, “Yeah, as if they are going to bring a newby from New York to work in customer service”
“Wait, from New York?!” Michael stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, lightly pulling South back with him “The new guy is coming from New York?! Wha-“
“Watch out!”
It all happened so fast that Michael only remembers opening his eyes and staring at the sky with a very pointing pain on his backside. South managed to get off the leash but stayed near him, barking at him as if it was his fault he was suddenly swooshed out off his feet and onto the ground.
“Oh my god! I didn’t hit your dog, did I?” A panicked voice said.
That’s when Michael finally looked up to see a bike. A brand new bike that had literally crashed into him in the middle of the sidewalk. And the first thing this person asked was if the dog was okay?!
“Of course the dog is okay!” Michael said a bit too loud, giving the ringing in his ear and the immediate headache that came afterward “He wasn’t the one who just got run over!”
To be fair, if it were another circumstance Michael would most definitely ask if the animal was okay before making sure a human was. But given that he was the hurt human in this situation and Southy was looking up with a dumbfounded expression whilst moving its tail; he felt like he should be a little bit upset about it.
“Well only if you hadn’t stopped o abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk!” The voice said again with the audacity to actually sound mad about it.
Immediately, Michael looked up again, scrunching his eyes because of the sun contrasting against this person’s frame. And there he saw her: A young woman about his age, hair pulled out of her face, hand resting on the handles of the bike while it seemed angels sang songs around her as she looked at him with a frown. Michael has never seen such piercing eyes. But, then again, Michael has never been run over by a bike and then got yelled at while he was still on the floor.
“Oh,I’m sorry,” He said sarcastically “Should I get worried about a vehicle running me over while I’m walking on the sidewalk? Silly me thinking that bikes should be on their lane!”
“Thisis the lane!” The biker answered. And, oh shit, it really was the lane. Michael realized he must’ve stopped right as he was about to cross it.
“W-wellyou could’ve stopped!”
She opened her mouth to say something, but then she closed it as she shook her head and muttered a very angry “Un-fucking-believable” before she got up on her bike again.
Michael got up just in time before she rode off “I’m okay by the way! Thank you! He yelled after her. But she didn’t even look back, she just flipped him off and continue riding off to fucking knows where.
South watched her with a very happy tail until she was out of sight, and then turned to Michael and started barking at him again. Michael grumbled a curse word as he leaned down to pick up his cellphone and the leash, and that’s when he noticed it: A small dandelion tattooed on the inside of his wrist. Michael knew all of his tattoos, and he knows for sure that one wasn’t there before, so there was only one explanation for it.
“Fuck me”
“Michael!” Calum called through the phone “Michael are you there? What happened?”
“I’m fine,” He answered as he placed the phone over his ear “Yeah, I- I guess I just met my soulmate”
