Little Hate (M. Clifford Smut FF)

Chapter 9

*Michael's POV*
I enter on the door that for a year I called 'home'. If it wasn't for my mom and her insisting so much for me to come to this 'family' dinner I would've probably been in my apartment with Calum and probably some girls.

I hear voices coming from the kitchen and I go towards it. I open the door my eyes falling on her. She's so - woah who the fuck is that?! As I look in the room an unfamiliar face appears in my sight.
"Hello sweetheart." I hear mom coming towards me giving me a hug, but my eyes are still on that guy. I see him smiling to Y/N and it hits me. I say hi to mom and sit down not even glancing once more to Y/N and her pathetic blonde nerd looking boyfriend.

He has to be her boyfriend and it takes a lot in me not to roll my eyes. I sit near mom and in front of me are the two ones. Y/F/N name is smiling at me. "I'm so glad you made it Michael." He smiles and I nod. "Yeah." I say not really feeling in my place at the moment.

I catch Y/N looking at me and then quick flinching to that guy.
"Luke." He stretches he's arm to shake my hand. I'm thinking whether to shake his hand or not, but then again, I don't want Y/N to think I'm kind of pissed off with this Luke.

"Michael." I see a smile spread on his lips, but I keep my serious look. "Nice meeting you Michael." He says while mom brings another plate of food on the table.
I don't say anything and I see him nodding and gulping.

Mom and Y/F/N start talking and asking me how I've been and honestly I'm so bored I just want to leave this boring room. Y/n is continuing giggling at whatever that funking nerd is whispering to her.
"So how's your job Michael?" Luke asks me. "Better than I expected. Pays well, plenty of time off and plenty hot secretaries." I laugh looking at Y/n only with the corner of my eye.

"Cool. And what do you do exactly?"
"Well what could an IT engineer do other than do and fix programs, softwares and pretty much anything that is in that field." I say rolling my eyes. I don't mean to me mean, but that's just what I am.
"Oh.. that sounds pretty complicated, but awesome." He smiles adding "you must've studied so hard to get there."

I furrow my brow at the statement. "Oh no .. I don't study. I'm just smart." I hear Y/N chuckling and I smile hearing that cute chuckle.
"Sure you are Mike." She finally speaks to me.

I laugh in my head at that nickname. She never called me like that. "Well you can't deny that." I laugh taking another bite of mom's food.
Y/N's dad is laughing and mom also and I just see Luke pretty much cut off. I see Y/n whispering something to him and I just want to throw him off a cliff.

"I'ma head to my place." I say as I finish my food. I can't stand these people.
"Oh no, don't go just now. Please stay more." Mom whines and I roll my eyes.
"Yeah Michael, you should stick around a little more." Y/f/n practically takes on my mom's tone.

"I made desert." Mom smiles and I sigh not wanting her to feel sad. "Ok..maybe I could stay for desert." I see a smile spreading on mom's lips.
"I'll get it." Y/n sits down mom and this is weirding me out. Since when is y/n so ... careful with my mom.

"I'll help." My mouth is somehow racing my brain. Y/n's face basically falls when he hears me and I can't stop smirking in my head.
As we go in the other room to bring whatever desert my mom made she doesn't seem to notice me at all.
"So you got yourself a boyfriend..." I speak and I catch her rolling her eyes.
"He's not good enough for you." I go behind her whispering in her ear, taking the cake from the higher row before she could touch it, leaving her behind.

"Whatever...." I hear a soft whisper from her mouth and as I go into the kitchen I see mom sitting near y/f/n and Luke. Great she will be seated next to me.

*Your POV*
Fuck this. Why did Karen had to move near dad. I mean it's ok... but now I have to sit near Michael.
I can't believe he's such a jackass. I hate everything abiut him right now. Who he thinks he is? Coming in here telling me Luke is not good enough for me ... like he was... I roll my eyes at the thought, sitting down.