Written Words Left Unsaid (Michael Cliffofd Fanfic)

Chapter 3

We stayed playing Black Ops 2 in teams for about two hours, then we got hungry. We went and raided Michaels kitchen and found some biscuits and soft drinks then went back to the lounge room to continue the battle. The teams were Sally, Jaz and Denique versus Michael, Mikayla and I. So far, it was a tie, but I think we had lost count of who won and who lost. Either way, we lost track of time and when Sally's phone rang it was her mum.

'Crap! Guys it's six o'clock already!' She shouted as she hung up her phone.

'What! If I don't get home in twenty minutes I'm dead!' I said. Mikayla and Jaz had left earlier because they had things to do, so it was just Sally, Denique, Michael and I. Oh god if I wasn't home soon I was toast, and Sally had just been grounded for not being home on time.

'Do you guys need me to walk you home?' Michael asked as he turned off the console and we ran to the door.

'Thanks, but no thanks, we'll be fine,' I said.

'I'll come anyway, there's nothing to do here anyway,' he said.

'Well then what was the point in asking?' Sally said, sounding annoyed. 'I can't believe I'm grounded!'

'How come they grounded you?' Denique asked.

'Because I was out late and I was at a guys house that we only just met,' she said.

'Sorry,' we heard coming from Michael.

'It's all good, you just won't see me for a while' she joked.

'Yeah, we can still message though right?' I asked her.

'Yeah, my parents won't take my iPod from me,' she smiled.

'Nice,' I said. We had reached Denique's house and said goodbye then continued on to Sally's. Her parents were outside waiting for her. We awkwardly waved goodbye then continued to my house.

'So let me guess, you guys aren't the popular girls at school are you?' Michael asked.

'Not in the slightest. We are like, in between the popular girls and the social outcasts. But people like us better than either of those groups anyway,' I said.

'Good, I found the right bunch of people to hang with,' Michael said punching the air. I laughed.

'Even if we are two years younger than you,' I said.

'That doesn't matter, you guys are cool, and the guys back home will be jealous that the first friends I made here were five good looking babes,' he winked at me again.

'Why thank you,' I said winking back. Suddenly Michael stopped walking and looked at me. 'What?' I asked. He didn't say anything, he just looked me up and down. 'What?' I asked again.

'You really are pretty,' he said. I blushed.

'Thanks,' I said looking at the ground. I saw his body move closer to mine. I didn't look up because my cheeks were on fire, and I wasn't sure what he was doing.

'Look up,' he whispered. He was so close now, I felt his hands rest lightly on my arms, his breath near my ear. 'Please?' He whispered to me again. I looked up slowly.

'And?' I asked. He put his hands of my shoulders, and moved his forehead onto mine. I was staring straight into his beautiful eyes, god they were amazing. Wait! I just met this guy, and we were doing this? I wasn't thinking, I just reacted.

My hands warped around his neck as I leaned forward onto his head, our noses touching now. Michaels hands slid down my back slowly and gently until they reached my waist. He tightened his grip and pulled my body to his. The only part of us not touching now was our lips. I stared at his eyes, those eyes, and then something's hit me, not literally, but I realised something.