Rejects

Chapter 3- Wrong House.

4 Weeks later

“Can you take the rubbish outside for me darling?” My father asked, with the bag of rubbish in his hand.

“Well you have it in your hand so; you might as well take it out.” I chuckled. He gave me a look of annoyance. I grabbed the rubbish bag out of his hand and opened the door to go outside.

“Thank you sweetie” My dad said with a grin on his face. Turning around I stuck my tongue out to my dad and he pulled a funny face back. I started laughing and totally forgot about the steps that were by my door. I fell down the steps and hit my head on the curb.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” I heard a voice. It was Michael. I had butterflies in my stomach when he touched hips. I looked up and smiled whilst holding my head.

“I’m fine thank y...”, “Hayleigh you’re bleeding” Michael alerted as he held his hand out. Grabbing hold of his hand he pulled me up. I stumbled a bit, but Michael was there to help me.

“Come into my house I can sort it out.” Michael advised. I just nodded in agreement. It wouldn’t matter if I said no, I’m pretty sure he would still take me in.

Walking into the house, I looked around. I expected his house to be dirty, but it’s so clean, everything is in its place. “Why is it so clean? Do you have a personal cleaner or something?” I laughed. He looked into my eyes. “Ha-ha very funny.” 

“Sit here, I’ll be back in a minute.” Michael advised whilst he pointed to the sofa. I walked over and sat down. It’s weird; I would never think that Michael’s house would ever be this clean. Looking around I noticed that there was a baby picture of him on the wall. I was about to get up to take a closer look until Michael entered the room with some bandages, anti-bacteria wipe and with his phone to his ear.

“Yeah I know, yeah, Okay… So you’re coming down Wednesday?” Michael chattered into the phone as he started to wipe my head. “Ow…” I gasped as the wipe touched the cut on my head. He mimed 'sorry' as he was listening to what the other person was saying on the phone.

“Okay, I have to go but I’ll speak later, bye mate” Michael finished. “Who was that?” I questioned as he put his phone down.

“Ashton” He muttered. I looked up straight after he said that and I started smiling. I think he knew that I was smiling at him because he looked up straight after.

“All done, is it okay now?” He asked as he sat on the sofa. I nodded as to yes.

“Thank you for the letters and the tickets, you really didn’t have to” I noted. He looked straight up at me with his eyebrows raised and pouted his lips out a bit. I laughed at him. He sat closer to me and put his arm around me. “I can’t wait, thank you again. I’m going to go now; otherwise my father will be worried.” I advised with a little laugh at the end. I stood up and so did he. We were directly in front of each other now. “Can I have a hug?” I asked and he smiled straight after. He opened his arms and I hugged him. Michael is so perfect… and so cuddly it’s just…wow.

“Well you better be going now, I will probably see you tomorrow.” He quoted as he opened the front door. I nodded and left the house.

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I walked into my house with Lowri and Kyana following behind. “Mum? Dad?” I shouted. The house was empty. I walked into the kitchen and found a note on the fridge.

‘Hey sweetie, we have just popped out for some food. There’s some money on the side so you can order pizza for yourself. We will be back at about 1am’