Written Words Left Unsaid (Michael Cliffofd Fanfic)

Chapter 6

'I couldn't stay away!' He yelled back. I laughed and looked back down at him, he was just, perfect.

'You have to get out of here! My mum will be home soon, and will she kill you if she find you here!' I said back to him.

'Ok, but I want to give you a kiss first!' I looked at him quizzically.

'And how do you propose to do that?' I asked.

'Open up the back door for me!' He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

'I can't! My mum will be home in like,' I paused and looked at the clock, 'fifteen minutes!'

'Thats long enough, now let me in!' He said, running around to the back of the house. I went to the door and opened it for him, then there he was, right in front of me, jeans, a singlet and converse shoes. He smiled at me and came to give me a hug. I jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist, he hugged me back, holding me up. He kissed me hair and whispered in my ear. 'I missed you,' then pulled back and put me down.

'I missed you too,' I said. Michael was still holding my hands, god he was amazing! We stood there for a bit, just staring at each other.

'So can I have my kiss?' Michael asked. I smiled and stood up on my toes so I could reach. I went to just peck him on the lips, but he held me there for longer. We kissed, but there was something different this time, it was more desperate. Michaels hands moved up my arms to my shoulders, then my neck, then down my back. They stayed there for a bit, then travelled lower to my hips. We were making out again, but differently. My hands were running through his hair and gripping it slightly.

Suddenly Michael pushed me up against the wall of the house, moving his mouth in desperation against mine. He moved his hand lower so they were just above my butt, then I felt him lift my shirt slightly and his hands moved up the skin of my back. I had to stop it there. I pulled back and put my hands on his chest.

'What's wrong?' He asked, bringing his hands back to my hips.

'Nothing,' I said a little too quickly. But honestly, I was freaking out, I mean, we were making out and he nearly stripped me of my shirt. It was a little too fast for me, but I didn't want to say anything.

'Are you sure?' He asked, but his voice cracked. I looked up at him he was so close to crying.

'Yeah, but something's wrong for you Mikey, what is it?' I said, a thousand possibilities running through my mind.

'It's, it's just that,' he took a deep breath, 'My mums getting transferred back to Sydney so I, I'm moving back in a few weeks,' he said, the first tear spilling from his eyes. My heart skipped a beat, my stomach dropped. No, no this wasn't happening!

'What?' I said, but the sound barely came out of my mouth.

'I have to go back to Sydney, I'm so sorry,' he cried.

'No, it's ok, we just, we can still talk and, and, oh god I don't know,' I said as Michael hugged me again and I buried my face in his neck. I could smell the sweet sent of his aftershave. It was so comforting. 'Take me with you,' I said suddenly.

'What? Hayley, I can't take you with me. As much I would love to, it's to exactly legal,' he said, stroking my hair softly. 'I'm sorry.'

'It doesn't have to be that you take me, I'll run away, I don't even like living here, please, just don't leave me alone. I hate it here, please,' I cried.

'What about your friends? And your mum?' Michael asked. I sighed, I had always put other people before me, why couldn't I put myself first for once? Even now.