{ MICHAEL'S POV }
I gotta confess my feelings for Candy. But, what if she doesn't like me back?"Yo, Michael!" Luke shouted from downstairs.
"What?" I shouted back. I was in the guest room. Eating pizza and playing video games.
"Take this to Candy, would ya!" He shouted. So, I went downstairs and saw Luke holding a cup of coffee.
"She said she wanted one." He smiled.
"Oh, sure.'' I nodded and took the coffee off of Luke's hands.
I went upstairs again and walked towards Candy's room.
It was shut and I opened it.
I slowly opened the door.
"Hey, Cands. Here's your--- Oh My God. I'm so sorry!" I closed my eyes and shut the door.
I saw Candy with just pants and a bra on.
Shit. But I gotta say, she's sexy. Wait, what?!"S'kay Michael." She shouted, chuckling.
"Where's my coffee?" She added.
"Oh, here." I entered again.
Why is she still wearing just pants and a bra?!
Is she doing this on purpose?!"Here." I handed her the coffee. And she took it.
"Thanks." She smiled, sipping some of it.
"Uh. What're you doing anyway?" I chuckled.
"It's my fats." She rolled her eyes.
What? How can she say she's fat?!
She's fit, sexy, and has a pretty body."What? Candy. You have no fats or whatsoever." K shrugged.
"Michael. You're just being nice to me. But in your head, you're thinking of how fat I am." She sighed.
"No, no, no. Candy... You're not fat. In fact. You have the most beautiful body. Remember that." I smiled, giving her a hug as she hugged back.
The feeling of her breasts in my chests.
Shit. HORNY ALERT. I got to get her off of me... Before I do something."Okay, okay. Cands, I gotta go. Calum's calling me. Remember that you're sexy!" I shouted, running downstairs and I almost tripped as she giggled.
I Love Candy...
{ CANDY'S POV }
I'm so fat.I was changing my shirts to see if which one wouldn't show my fat.
But it just didn't work.
I was grabbing a couple more shirts and tried them on.
I remembered the coffee I asked for Luke to make.
I took a shirt off and looked at the pile of shirts that were in my bed.
I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. Fats. A lot of fats.
I heard the door, creak open and I wasn't surprised to see either one of the boys.
"Hey, Cands. Here's your--- Oh My God. I'm so sorry!" It was Michael. AGAIN!
After a few moments later, I asked for the coffee and he face palmed.
"Here." He handed me my coffee and I took a sip.
And then, he asked me what was I doing.
Sorting out my fats, obviously.
Then, he went all protective, acting like I'm not fat or somewhat shit like that. I know he's just being nice, so I won't be ashamed or angry at me.
Tho, his eyes are sparkling. Like he meant it.
Then, he left. Shouting I'm sexy and something like that. He almost tripped as I giggled.
Oh, and we hugged. But when I hug him, the feeling is mutual. Just kidding. But srsly. When I hug him, sparks fly. But I guess when he hugs me, it's just a normal hug to him. B-But..
I like him.
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