Wrapped Around Your Finger\\M.C.

<<<fifteen>>>

<<<Michael>>>

Mikey drapes his arm around Samantha's shoulder as they walk on the firmer sand near the ocean water, jumping away with a giggle if the water gets too close. The water rushes at them and she jumps on his back as they attempt to flee before he jumps, hiking her up on his waist and runs along the waves. She laughs beautifully in his ear and his heart races with joy. Pure unaltered thrill being here with her; the girl who is curing his heart. He hops to be silly and trips, crashing into the soft sand as they laugh hysterically, his hands grabbing at his knee.

"Are you okay?" she laughs, tucking her hair behind her ears as she assess his knee.

"I'll be okay," he laughs as she begins poking it and feeling for swellng.

"If it starts to hurt, let me know," she says genuinely as she stares into his eyes, true concern emanating out of her green pools.

"I'm okay," he huffs playfully and pulls her to him, kissing her with deep passion; passion of the soul, desire to give everything of himself to her.

If only fate would allow.

She pulls away breathily, making his heart race as she smiles at him, like he's the best damn thing on this planet before she kisses him again, knocking him onto his back. He laughs as he grabs her cheek, never wanting her lips to leave his, possibly never wanting any others on his. She gently bites his lips as she pulls away, watching the way his face relaxes in pleasure. Her stomach flips at his beauty, her true angel in disguise, before he slowly open his lids again, watching her with his light green eyes.

"Did you mean what you said?" she whispers over the waves, her hair blowing softly in the light ocean breeze as she looks down at him. "That you would love me?"

"Yes," Mikey responds, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.

She smiles before she kisses him again, grabbing his face in both her hands as she transfers whatever love she has remaining in her heart to him. He feels it; his whole body heating up from her determined and amorous kiss that he questions why he was ever upset in first place. Here with her, he sees so clearly how blessed he is.

His life is wild and chaotic, but he is not alone. He was never alone. Her small soft hands remind him how loved and adored he is by the people in his life that matter. He has a wonderful family and the greatest three best friends anyone in the world could ask for and he gets to live his dream. The only thing missing is her.

She pulls away and smiles at him as he sits up, kissing her gently again before she turns around and leans into him, resting her head on his chest and taking her hand into his. He kisses her hair before he rests his cheek there, watching her trace her fingers over his, feeling his existence melt into hers when she caresses his palm.

"What's going to be the first song you play or cover at your new job?" Mikey asks her, making her giggle as he continues the alternate version to her life.

"Ummm, maybe She Looks So Perfect."

"Wow, you really did do you homework," Mikey laughs, "Shit."

"It's the first song that comes up," she shrugs and turns her head, kissing his jaw. "I don't know. Maybe some Green Day, or Savage Garden."

"Both good," he agrees as she moves closer to him and rests her temple into his cheek. "Who will you collaborate with first?" he keeps the fantasy world going and she giggles.

"Taylor Swift maybe?"

"I think you could vibe with her," he nods.

"What about you?" she asks, "Where would you be?"