Cigarettes and Valentines

Chapter 12

Michael's POV

"What's with your face?" I asked as I turned to her whilst Billie Joe hit off the welcome speech for their tour.

"Oh, you mean raised eyebrows, narrowed eyes, tensed muscles and a questioning look?" She replied.

"Something like that, yeah" I have back and Allison shook her head.

"Well I'm confused, Michael" she spoke and paused the DVD.

Sighing I returned my attention to her.

"What's your deal?"

"You. This. Why are you really here?" she said and placed her elbow on the backrest to rest her head in her hand.

I felt another smirk appearing on my lips and Allison sighed.

"Let me guess: if you would want me to know, you'd tell me"

Chuckling, I placed another cigarette between my teeth.

"What do you want to hear from me, Allison?"

She was clearly hesitating but apparently she was intending on making this point.

"The truth"

I pulled my arm back which was surrounding her until then.

"No one tells the truth nowadays, I thought you knew that"

She now reached her hand for my cigarette and pulled it out of my mouth.

I don't think she was planning on giving a reply to that so I just started the movie again and out of the corner of my eye I saw how she guided the cig between her lips and started looking at the screen as well.

"It doesn't suit you" I spoke and leaned over to pull the cig out like she did before to put it between my lips again.

"You're more the type to chew on pencils in your thinking process"

The fact that I annoyed her so much with such simple phrases satisfied me.

After we didn't speak in some time and were just focused on the screen, I glanced at her just to realize she was having her eyes closed, swaying to the song that was playing.

I've never been more fascinated by any human being as much as I was by her.

Allison had that thing going on that always seemed to make me forget about all the shit that was happening currently - may it be the way she corrected my grammar, without really noticing she did it or the way how she devoured figuring new things out - I was paralyzed by her actions.

As soon as she was about to notice I was staring, I drew my attention to the tv again.

"The pancakes..." She now spoke and looked at me. I died to look at her as well but I forced myself to act uninterested.

"Thank you"

I closed my eyes to focus on keeping my face expressionless. No smiling.

When I opened them again I saw how she pursed her lips, nodding as and I realized that it hurt her when I was treating her like that.

Okay her brother just died, she has been through enough for now. I at least have to make sure that she would feel a little better.

Turning off the DVD player, I stood up and pulled the lighter out of my jeans just to sit on the armrest as I looked at her.

"We'll finish it another time, the concert starts soon and I wanna hit up Alex first"

"Who's Alex?" She now asked, attention drawn on the tv which was now showing a news team.