Other Half

Michael Mouse?

*Leslie's POV*

I am currently looking up at the vines I had just put up, as well as my LED lights. Right now, I'm wearing an oversized red hoodie and my pyjama shorts. I should be cleaning the house and doing some work but I'd rather just lay down and relax and do absolutely nothin- "BARK! BARK! BARK!"

Ugh.. What now? "BARK! BARK!" I hear Bear running to the front of the house barking at the door. Seriously, who could that be?
I can't really see who is at the door, the window gives off that blur affect and I have no idea why. 

Anyways, I open the door and I see a tall handsome man standing there. He looks so familiar but how do I know him? His eyes are a yellow/green- no way. 

"Hello there- I assume your name is Lee?" He scratches his head and chuckles to himself, please don't be who I think you are.. "Yeah, my name is Leslie- actually. I do go by Lee though...but how do you know that?"
He looks at me shocked like I should know who this man is. I begin to stutter.. "S-so.. by an-any chance.. Is y-your name...M-Michael?" 

I kid you not, the biggest smile on his face appears and he hugs my tightly. "You do remember me! Lee, oh how I've missed you!" 

"Hey! Put me down! Michael!" I hit at his shoulders- for I still don't know who this man is but I assumed his name was Michael because Allison told me what her brothers looked like in full length detail. But how does Michael know me? 

"Sorry Leslie, but I just had to hug you. It's been so long. Middle school- remember that day?" He placed me on the ground and looked at me like he was a scared little mouse. Wait a minute. Did I know him before Allison told me about her brother? 

"Michael Mouse? Is that really you?" I go on my tip toes and pat his head- our eyes lock and we both blush. "I can't believe it's really you! That day.. I mistook you for another friend but you were so thoughtful..Michael.." 
I hug him tightly feeling his hair touch my face- it tickles my nose, like always. 

"I do have to ask- just to make sure. Because I have been calling you Michael Mouse for all those years- is your last name.. Brown? And by any chance, do you have two other brothers and a little sister?"

"Wow Leslie, you actually learned a thing or two when I left, huh? Did my friends tell you these things or what?" He sits down at the kitchen table and holds Bear in his lap, petting his back gently. 

"Mous-" I sigh and sit next to him. "Michael. I know all of this because your sister and I- Allison and I are ... friends now. We met a few days ago.. maybe two days. Please don't be mad." 

He put Bear down on the ground, and walked up to me- pushing me back against the kitchen wall. He's just looking blankly at the ground- his eyes shoot back up to look at me. Oh god no, please don't be mad at me... 

"Leslie." His voice got deeper.