Part 3: The Kiss <3

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⚠️Fluff⚠️

Later on that day I headed back to work in order to help organise some party things... great! At least I get paid more and get to see Michael again, so I don't care.

I head over to wear Mr Afton was told me to meet him, and there he was.. stood there with a clipboard and pen and tapping his foot to the background music of the pizzeria.

"Hello, Mr Afton.. how are you?" I ask formally.

"I'm doing great, y/n!" Mr Afton responds reading his notes on his clipboard. "Michaels inside so, please do have fun!" He said looking up at me with a smirk then leaving without saying anything else.

"Fun?" I whisper to myself opening the walk in cupboard doors.

I saw Michael moving some boxes around on the floor. He was crouched down and had he back fully to me. Damn he's got a nice ass. WHAT?! Anyway.

"Hey Michael!" I greeted. "Hey y/n, how are you?" Michael said hopping up. "I'm okay thanks, are you okay?" I ask considering about his nightmares. "Yeah, I feel much better now your here." He smiles and tilts his head to the side.

"Come on Michael, enough with the flirting.. let's get to work." I say rolling my eyes.

"I'm NoT fLiRtInG wItH yOu?!" He responded in a mocking manner. "Can we just get to work! we don't have time for this." I deadpanned pulling a serious face. Michael smile faded into a grumpy sad face.

"No no no, I'm sorry Michael." I run over hugging him. "We do have time I just wanna get this done." I laugh while resting my head against his chest.

"*cough, cough*SIMP*cough, cough*" Michael says.

"Excuse me Michael? What was that?" I say looking up at his stupid face.

"Nothing, shall we get to work?" Michael laughs.

"That okay with me, MiKoL AfUduN!" I laughed mocking his name. "Don't mock my name *YoUr/NaMe*" he laughs opening a box.

I reach down to a box and opened it, great confetti. I grab the marker/pen and wright down. "Connnnfetttiiiii." On the top of the box and moved it over to the shelf.

♥︎𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗽♥︎

"Hey y/n?" Michael says as I lift another box on top of the other of.

"Yeah Michael?" I question turning around.

"Can you get me another pen it's ran out." He says. "Fine where's the box?" I asked. "They will be on the shelf in party room 4." Michael answers.

"Okay!" I walk over to the door, which was already open and as soon as I got to the door it slammed shut... on my face.

"FUCK!" I shout holding the bridge of my nose.

"Y/N? ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT HAPPENED!?" Michael says rushing over to me.

I stagger backwards and take a deep breath as the pain died down. "The door slammed into my face, that's what happened!"

Michael turned and walked over to the door. "It's jammed!" He says. I walk over to where Michael was and heard a key been taken out of the door. "Or we've been locked in." I whisper knowing Michael heard it to.

It was dark and I was stood right next to Michael, too close.

"You got a hair pin or something?" He asked laughing. "Does it look like I have a hair pin Michael?" I laugh back. "No." He sighs.

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