Bleh. (5sos)

Chocolate penises

A WEEK LATER
RACHELLES POV
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"Michael. wake up I have to take you home. Calum can't make it" I sigh. Shaking him for the fourth time. He just lays there and sleeps softly and peacefully. He probably needs it but he's been ready to go home and the paper works finally finished. "Michael....wake up" I coo reaching out and rubbing his head. "Lay with me" he rolls again an looks at me. "What?" I look at him and can't help but smile because he's so cuddly and sleepy. "Lay with me. Please" he yawns. "Michael we need to get you home.." I sigh wanting to lay with him but knowing he should go home and it's not my place to lay with him, for all I know he could have a girlfriend and the stuff he said the other night could've been a lie from all the drugs he was on. "But. I'm lonely" he pouted. " let me take you home. Maybe one of the boys will come chill with you." I say looking at his hand. He reaches up and grabs mine. "Please" "no Michael" I pull away my hand. "RAAYYYYYCHELLLLLLEEEEE" he practically screams. "Michael. Shut up you asshat." I laugh. "Come on. Please let me take you home" I ask giving him a serious look. "Fine." He smirks. I get up an go to the closet and grab the bags titled 'patient belongings'. I stare at the closet for a second just thinking about his smirk. That little asshole. Why was he smirking? "Let's go" he say climbing out if bed in the hospital gown. "You can't go until the nurse helps you put on regular clothes" I say referencing to the gown. He spins around and walks to the bathroom, mooning me "fuck the nurse" he huffs. I just laugh and cover my eyes. "Michael!" I say still laughing "what?" He says shutting the door. "A) you need to wait for the nurse. B) nice butt" he slowly opens the door, i move my hands and he's just staring. Giving me the dirtiest look ever. "Are you making fun of my ass?" He raises his eyebrows. "No. I said it was nice." I laugh. "Well it's nicer than yours. Mrs. No ass" he says shutting the door again. "It's not my fault! It's in my genes! Trust me I wish I had a booty!" I pout until I hear a grunt from the bathroom. "Michael are you okay?" Nothing. "Michael??" Again nothing "mikey.....please answer me" I try jiggling the knob but it's locked. I drop the bags and Push on the door a little. It finally opens with Michael standing there perfectly fine in his normal clothes. We just share a glance. "Your an a-" "can we go?" He interrupts. "Michael don't s-" "Kay lets go." He grabs my hand and the other bags and pulls me out the door. "We can't just walk out" I say walking fastly catching up to him. "Sure we can. Where's your car?" He walks right out the front door of the hospital. "It's in the back let me bring it up closer". "No I can walk" we continue walking to the car, we finally get there and he gets in the passenger side allowing me to drive. I start the car and buckle up. As does he. "You know where I live right?" He questions. "Uh duh." I say pulling out "well yeah because you've come to my house with Skye before" "mhm" I drive a little over the speed limit. The rest of the car ride was silent. He acted as if he was planning some sort of murder or something. He was so quiet and content. Just him and his thoughts. I pull in. "Will you walk me in? I dont wanna get hurt in the steps and my room is upstairs." He looks at me with wide eyes. "Yeah of coarse Mike" I smile a little gettin out. "Your the best" he states getting out. "Take it easy Clifford, don't strain yourself" I add helping him out. "I'm okay. I'm not cripple or handicapped or disabled. I can walk I can talk I can breath. I'm fine" he says rushing to the door. I just stay quiet and follow watching as he unlocks his door an walks in immediately heading for the stairs. Climbing one by one he doesn't even wait. "Michael I thought you needed my help?" "I do" "then wait." I walk to the stairs and climb about 5 until looking up to see Michael patiently waiting for me to get up the stairs. "Mike I'm just gonna go, you did just fine" I say looking up at him. "No come here." After sighing I quickly go up the stairs. He walks in his room and motions me to follow. And I do. "Now lay with me" he says blocking the door. "Michael" he pouts. "Please.....please rachelle". "Mi-" "I will for ever hold it against you if you don't" I walk over to the bed sit down and motion for him to lay down. He walks over and lays down. I stand up and look at him. His eyes sadden as he looks up at me. "Bye Mike." He just sighs and rolls over. It feels like my heart shatters seeing him upset. "Can I at least have a hug?" He rolls back over and sits up. I simply smile and bend down. "Of coarse you can" he hugs back but doesn't let go. Instead he decides to pull me with him into his bed. He laughs. "I got you" he says wrapping his arms around me. I just lay there annoyed but kind of happy. "Now stay a while." He says reaching down and taking off my shoes. "Michael. Please let me go" I sigh. "Why? Why can't you lay with me? Why won't you cuddle with me? Isn't that what girls like? Cuddling? Isn't that what you want? Why can't you??" He lets go and just stares at me. "What is this?" "What is what?" "This. Me and you. You and I. Us. We. What are we?" I say looking at him and crossing my arms. "I-I don't know......is that why you won't lay with me? Because we're just friends? If that's why then I understand an you can go" he sighs. "That's it? That's really all you have to say? After telling me you love me, hugging me, holding me, grabbing my hand. That's it?" He looks down. I can tell he's upset and disappointed but it makes no senses it's like leading someone on to believe something that isn true. "I knew it. You didn't mean it. It was the meds. You were all hyped up and now you probably don't even remember" he looks up. "No. I do. I remember. And I meant it. I love you. And I appreciate your help, and your care and your friendship-" "this is where your telling me goodbye. Completely right?....no. Your not gettin the opportunity." And with that I spin on my heels and walk out the door down the stairs and to my car. ---------------------------------///----/----fuck the authors note no one reads the book anyway. Random name because I felt like it. Plus I had funnier plans for it but fuck it. Oh by the way the picture is Olivia and she's my bestfriend and I love her so yeah I've never met her