I Got You (Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Chapter 23 - Are You Okay?

Mari's POV

I have no idea what is going on. They are all telling my that I told him secrets and that I slept with him. That can't be. I woke up alone and tucked in. Sky always does that when she is up first so it had to be her. "MARI," I heard shuffling outside the door. Are they crazy! "Please let me in." I knew it was Michael but I didn't want to see him right now. I needed David. David was one of my friends back at school. He always had such great advice and would always know how to make me smile. He would just act silly and not even try to be serious at first.

"Please Mari, I know your scared but hiding isn't going to help anything." He said. He was right. Whatever is happening then I can deal with it. Geez Mari pull your self together and man up. I walked over and opened the door. He was standing there in a nirvana shirt and some black skinnies. Damn. I let him in and closed the door behind us. I didn't lock it just in case he turned out to be some stalker.

"Are you okay?" He asked. He sounded genuine and that just made me trust him more. I didn't know what to think. I was kind of hoping that everyone was in on this sick joke. "No, I can't remember anything from last night! The last thing I remember is walking to get onto the elevator with everyone else." That's when his face became full of understanding. "You passed out last night as you were walking to the elevator! Maybe you lost your memory or something!" He sounded concerned but quite released that he had figured it out. "What happened after that?" "Well, we woke you up by putting water in your nose. You punched Calum though when you woke up, but it was just reflex...I think. Then we all pretty much just talked until we all decided to go to sleep before Sky woke me up to calm you down. You told me most of your secrets..I think, there were so many. Then once you fell asleep I did too. I got up this morning tucked you in before I left. And now we are here." He said. I could tell that this was all not just some sick joke. He meant every word of what he said.

We sat on the bed just looking at each other. I didn't know what to say, plus I was just admiring his beauty. His hair was now slightly faded to a dark looking purple. I reached up and touched it. "You told me purple was your favorite color, and that the first thing you noticed on a person was their hair." He spoke. He was right, I loved experimenting with hair and seeing all the colors that people can make it. I ran my hand through his hair a couple of times before I realized how deep the moment was getting.

He got up and and he said we could take me to the doctor to get my head checked, since my memory was out of whack. He said to lay down a bit so I did and he tucked me in. "Rest up, I'll be back in a bit." He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before walking out. His lips were soft and gentle. They just barely touched my skin as I felt a wave of emotions hit me; lets just say I think I am truly falling for Michael Clifford. He was so sweet and kind. How did I end up getting to spend a few days with three weirdos and my dream crush.