Heartbreak For Two - A Michael Clifford Fanfiction

Chapter 7 - Discussions, Discussions...

Like I promised, Michael and I talked about what happened later. After school, he came to my house and we talked it over. We didn't yell; we discussed it.

"Michael.. So why did you have sex with Kelly?" I asked calmly.

"I've told you. I was mad at you because you don't like me fighting other guys over you. We had fought, and I needed to get you out of my mind."

"So you fucked Kelly.."

"Yeah, but just because I knew that's what would make you jealous. You're jealous, right? I know that's part of what this is"

"Yes, that's part of it, but the other part was that I thought I could trust you," I said, bitting my lip.

"Fuck, babe, don't bite your lip like that," he quietly said, mostly to himself but meaning it for me. 

"I told you not to call me that and fine.. I'll stop"

"Good because you know that makes me crazy," he said, his voice getting softer until the end of his sentence.

"Oh.. It does?" I asked, knowing the answer. I bit my lip more.

"Fuck you, Mia.." He whispered, and breathed, "Oh fuck," 

I bit my lip even more, and that made him go totally crazy. Because we were sitting on the couch, he got off of the couch and pulled me with him, making me fall. He pinned me down, being on top of me, and forced a kiss upon my lips. I don't know if you would call it forced if I kissed back, though. 

I still loved Michael, of course I did, it was just that our trust was a little broken.

"Promise me you'll never do that again," I breathed onto his neck.

"I promise," he whispered into my ear. He then grabbed my cheeks, pulling my lips towards his.

When we parted from the kiss, he left a trail of love bites, kissing down my neck. I couldn't help but moan lightly. Michael began to grab the hem of my shirt. I then remembered that my parents were home, so I pushed him away.

"Mikey, my parents..." I whispered.

"It's okay," he said back, smirking, "I know they've heard you moan before."

"No, Mikey, not now" I said, turning my head to the side while still being pinned to the floor.

"Fine.." He was defeated, "you can just give me my punishment later. A blowjob? That sounds like a reasonable punishment. Or maybe a blowjob and a handjob? That's reasonable.."

"We'll have to see..." I smirked and winked at him. I knocked myself back into reality, "no.. You still cheated on me and I'm not giving in that quick. You fucked up big time this time, Michael. You're not getting me back easily."

He groaned, letting me get up as he got onto the couch and turned on a show on TV. I sat on the recliner, still mad at him.

"Could you leave?" I asked, not wanting to be completely rude.

"I told my parents I'd be here a while. They aren't expecting me home for supper," he explained, "would it be okay if I ate with you guys then went home?"

"Fine" I gritted through my teeth, then began to watch the show. I wanted to forgive him so bad, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. He really fucked up..