My Only Hope

Chapter 0.3

I jolt awake to the muffled sound of a phone ringing, I slowly sit up to see Michael napping underneath me. His arms are still wrapped protectively around my waist as he sleeps. I look around my room to see if I could find the phone that's ringing only to realise that it's coming from my back pocket. I quickly pull my phone out to see Stella's name appear on my screen. I swipe left and bring the phone up to my ear.

"Yeah?" I grumble out annoyed that I was disturbed from the best sleep I've had in years.

"Get your butt downstairs. I'll be there in five minutes with your surprise!!!" She yells

"How do you know I'm not downstairs already?" I snip back at her playfully.

"Well are you?" She questions rhetorically, already knowing my answer.

"Well no, but I should warn you I have a friend over." I grumble into the phone, annoyed that she already knows me so well.

"YOU MADE A FRIEND?!" Stella yells loudly into the phone making me flinch back from surprise.

"Yes, his name is Michael. I'll tell you more later." I grumble out as I look at the sketchbooks and pencils I threw out of my drawer in my panic earlier.

"Okay, Just get your booty downstairs. Michael too," she said before hanging up. I Huff and toss my phone on the end of my bed. I look over to see Michael's green eyes staring at me with a goofy smile on his face.

"What?" I ask him softly.

"Nothing love. Now let's get this mess cleaned up before your aunt gets home." He said happily before sitting up and wiggling his legs under my butt. "Moooveeeee please." He sings causing me to giggle quietly. I quickly get off his legs and move my body down to the floor to start picking up my old sketchbooks and pencils from off the floor and carry them to my desk. I pull open a drawer and toss them in before quickly shutting it.

"Okay done. Now Stella says we have to go downstairs." I say as I turn to face him.

"Okie dokie. I'm excited to see what your surprise is!" He says as he quickly jumps up from my bed and skips past me to the door.

"Wait for me!" I call to him as I watch him skip out of my room and disappear down the hall. I follow him out of my room and look down the hall to him smiling at the top of the stairs.

"What's your favourite colour?" He asks randomly as I make my way down hall to him

"Uhm, I don't know purple or black maybe why?" I question him as I reach the top of the stairs next to him.

"I wanna get to know you more because I don't plan on leaving you anytime soon" He says with a goofy smile as he reaches his hand out for me to take. I blush at his words and hesitantly take his hand in mine. He intertwines our fingers and starts to lead me down the stairs as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

"What's yours?" I mumble looking up at him.

"Black usually, but lately it's red." He says pointing to his hair with his free hand as we make our way down the stairs.

"I like your hair, It looks really good." I tell him as the blush on my cheeks get redder.

"Why thank you. I love the pink hair, maybe I should try it next." He smiles at me as we reach the bottom of the stairs.

"How old are you?" I ask him as I decide to lead him to the couch in the living room.

"16 turning 17 in november" He said happily. I look at him in surprise.

"Really? Me too!" I say excitedly. "What day!?" I ask quickly in excitement.

"November 20th what about you?' He said with excitement in his eyes. I freeze right in front of the huge sectional in my living room and look him dead in the eyes as a huge grin grows on my face.