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if it's in italics it's a flashback ! lower case intended ! enjoy.
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'michael!' i laughed as i chased after him, 'michael come back this isn't fair!!'

'it is fair, you're just too slow,' he winked.

i reduced my speed, slowing to a walking pace. michael was a good nine inches taller than i was and so he could run a lot faster, it was no use trying to chase him. i watched as he continued to run away from me, acting like a 5 year-old.

i adore everything about michael, from the bottom of his toes to the tip of his head. i adore how looking into his eyes is like looking into a field of hazel beauty, i adore his stumpy little fingers, i adore his kinda stupid tattoos and i especially adore when he laughs so hard that his eyes scrunch up and he finds it hard to breathe. yeah, i really adore that.

'what're you staring at, baby?' michael's voice brought me back to reality.

'huh?'

'you were staring at me,' he chuckled, bringing his hand to my cheek.

'oh, nothing,' i smiled. 'i really love you, you know.'

'i really love you too,' he grinned, sealing my lips in a quick kiss before collapsing on the soft grass and taking me down with him.

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