Chapter 7. Lovely night turned into intolerance night part 1

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After my shift I giddily docked out of my shift and opened the stores front door and hopped down the small set of stairs leading onto the wooden boardwalk and stopped searching for my date who asked me out earlier tonight.

Michael.

I spotted him leaning against the wooden boardwalks gate with his back as he looked left and right as he didn't see me next.

I took the given opportunity and walked on the otherside of the boardwalk and once he got off of the fence I quickly but quietly sneaked up on him.

I then reached out and placed my long slender yet bulky fleshy fingers on both of my hands over his eyes as my lower forearms rested on his built up shoulders and I stood on my tippy toes.

"Guess who?" I whispered leaning closer to his ear as I kept my voice in a whispering tone.

"Hmmmmh, lemme guess....Star?" He asked knowing plainly who it was and went along with the game.

"No." I whispered in a happy yet seductive tone.

"Mmh....I don't know who." He hummed as he smiled a bit turning it into a smirk and then smirking knowing I wasn't giving up.

"Guess who, pwease." I begged in a begging way that can get any guy swooning over me.

"Naomi?" Michael asked unsure of his answer.

"Can I get a kiss to confirm it is right." He stated as I smiled warmly to myself and then stood even higher on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek lightly in a soft caressing way.

I pulled back unraveling my hands from his eyes as he turned around slowly smiling hugely seeing he was correct.

I smiled sweetly back to him as I looked away for a few seconds seeing four specific guys from the "bad guy" group labeled incorrectly.

David, Marko, Paul, and Dwayne.

They looked like they were about to kill Michael but yet again they always treat people in an inkind way and turn into the bad guys in any situation they get.

"What are you going to do to bedazzle me tonight?" I asked prying my eyes away from the group of boys and looked lovingly back at Michael as I asked trying to get any information out.

(That's the way (I like it) played softly in the background)

"I was thinking movie night. At my place." Michael told me eyeing my face scanning for my facial expressions and proceeded to tell me where it was being held.

"Nice." I commented not knowing what to say to that statement.

"Let's go." Michael says happily and joyfully.

As he got on his motorbike he held his hand out for me to grab securely to get on his motorbike with him.

But as if on cue, sounds all around us of engines rumbling increased as they stopped right around us surrounding us.

"What are you doing here, asshole?" I asked sending a dangerous death glare at David in confusion and hatred.

"Hey, princess." David greeted me using a nickname I never was called ever before.

"Don't ever fucking call me princes-" I stated in a dangerous yet rude way as I suppressed an urge to punch or slap him across his face.

"Don't you want to have movie date night at our place?" David asked between Michael and I.

"Michael, leave it alone." I whispered embarrassed and ashamed for putting my barriers up like that in a hostile manner.

"Why must I leave it alone, Naomi?" Michael asked whispered back to me and leaned over to me.

"Leave it." I hissed in a low breath as I sternly looked at him.

"If you're calling him an asshole why can't I know what is happening." Michael whispered back unnervoused and more angered than usually.

"Star and Laddie want to hang out with you tonight. Right NOW." David warningly stated as he looked at Michael in an angry tone.

I looked frightfully between Michael and David as I pressed my lips in a straight line and looked one more time between the two of them and I then made my decision up and walked the few paces over to David and looked back at Michael giving him a small sad smile.

"I'll tell you whenever I feel comfortable enough." I stated looking around sad.

"Tell me." Michael pressed on eyeing me.

"Not right now," I responded looking down and then looked back up, "If you really love me and really wanna find out you'll follow me." I say seriously as I looked at him for the last time and then glided my hand over David's chest and clumped my hand onto his shoulder and pushed myself up and swung my leg over the bike as I mouthed a sorry to Michael and wrapped my arm protectively as Paul banged his bike's steering handle bar laughing as Marko smirked knowingly and Dwayne glared daggers into Michael's eyes.

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