Written Words Left Unsaid (Michael Cliffofd Fanfic)

Chapter 9

I groaned and rolled over to see a sleeping Michael next to me. My head was pounding and I felt kind of sick. I sat up, which I wished I hadn't, because I felt all the blood drain from my head and I felt dizzy. Once I was feeling normal again I tried to find my phone to check the time, and when I did, it was 1:37PM. I groaned again and went to get a glass of water.

When I came back, Michael had taken up the whole bed and there was no room left for me. I stood in the door way watching him sleep, it was adorable. He had a pillow cuddled close to his chest and was sort of curled up in a foetus position. I couldn't help it, I had to take a picture of it. I took more than one to be honest, but after about the seventh photo, he started to wake up.

I quickly put my phone away and sat down on the free couch. He looked up in surprise to find I wasn't next time him, then found me where I was.

'Afternoon,' I smiled. He rubbed his eyes, his hair going everywhere after being slept on.

'Morning to you too,' he said in his croaky morning voice. I smiled and pointed to the time on my phone. 'Oh, afternoon it is,' he said before laying back down again. I stayed on the couch drinking my water, then Michael sat up again. 'Well get over here then, I'm lonely,' he pouted. I smiled and got up from the couch and flopped onto the bed next to him.

He wrapped me up in his arms and held me close, I felt his warmth seep into my body. We turned on the television and flipped through some of the channels, settling on a music channel. Michael moved so that he was sitting with his back leaning against the couch, and pulled me up onto him so I was using him as my chair basically.

We watched the music videos play, commenting on how good or bad they were, and laughing at some of the things they wore. It was a good afternoon, but after a while I heard Michaels stomach growl. I looked up at him and he smiled.

'Time for some food I guess,' he said. We got up and raided the kitchen to find that Michaels mum had gone shopping. We made mac and cheese then went and sat in his room with our food and guitars and kept working on our song. We got dressed into proper clothes too, Michael in a singlet and jeans, me in shorts and a lose hanging shirt. We ate and wrote, but it started to get boring because we had hit a brick wall.

'We don't have to finish it now,' I said. I was laid out across Michaels floor and he was sitting on his bed.

'Yeah, we have a good start though,' he said. I nodded then joined him and we sat there cuddling, but then Michael started to lightly kiss along my collar bone. He started near my shoulder, and slowly moved toward my neck. His kisses were soft and gentle. He reached my neck and started to almost give me a little love bite each time. I leaned my head away to expose more of my neck, and Michael continued to kiss me. When he reached my jaw line, the kisses became soft and gentle again.

He kissed along there until he reach my mouth, then he carefully pecked me on the lips. I opened my eyes and looked at him, his cheeky grin replaced by a more, sexy, kind if look. He smiled at me, then leaned in a kissed me again, I kissed back, there was so much passion in there. I still had my back resting in Michaels chest, but he moved our position so I was laying down with my head in his pillow, and he was next to me.

His hands ran down my side, but he didn't stop at my hips like he usually did, he continued down to my thigh. I tensed when we stopped and I felt him smile against me, I let out a giggle and relaxed a bit. I ran my hands through his hair, all the while our lips were locked. Michael pulled my thigh up over him as he rolled over, I was now laying on top of him, his hands holding me in place.

He seemed to know what he was doing a lot more than I did, so I just followed his lead. I felt Michael trying to push his tongue inside my mouth, and let it enter. He was gentle, but passionate as we kissed, my hands now moved to his chest. I pulled back for a second to catch my breath, and that was when Michael grinned at me. He pulled my body up onto his, so that I was straddling him, and started kissing me again. He ran his hands up underneath my shirt and found the clip to my bra. I lifted up the bottom if his singlet and then he sat up and helped my pull it off him. I stared at his body, it was toned and fit, just like last night, but I paid more attention to it now.