Saving Michael

Michael Smiles

I wake up to a kiss and I'm fully awake. "Good morning sleeping beauty." I smile and yawn. "Wake up." I turn over and bury my face into the pillow. "No." He pulls the blankets off and I feel a cold chill. I remember that I'm just in my bra and his boxers. "Michaelllllll." I whine. "Give me back the blankets!" He chuckles and starts tracing patterns on my lower back. I feel his lips connect with the skin on my back and work their way up to my shoulders. I love moments like these. "Babe, you have to get uppp!" He whines. I just shake my head no again and I feel his body leave mine. I miss the contact, but at least I can sleep now. As soon as I am drifting back off into sleep I feel myself being jerked up in the air. I scream holding on tight to Michael's neck as he holds me above his head. He laughs and puts me down while kissing my forehead. "Morning, sleeping beauty." I frown. "You look like a ferret." He bends over laughing. I didn't find that funny at all. "You're really bad at comebacks baby doll." He says going to kiss me again, but I move so he catches my cheek instead. "Mhm, we're playing hard to get are we?" I poke his cheek and stick my tongue out while running. He's hot on my heels as I run through his apartment and squeal. "Michael! STOP!" I yell while running and giggling. "Never! Not until I get my kiss!" He says while puckering up his lips and running after me making kissing noises. I laugh and jump over his couch. I clear it and keep running. "Oh babe is athletic." I laugh. "I was on the track team all through high school babe, I'm too good for you!" I yell while laughing and still running. I go to jump over the bed, but Michael speeds up and jumps on top of me while pinning me below him. "Gotcha." He whispers while pressing his head close to mine. He smiles and closes his eyes while leaning in. At the last moment I turn my head. He opens his eyes and pouts. "Let me kiss you." I shake my head no and he wraps his legs around my lower body so I can't escape and places his hands on either side of my head so I can't move my head. Just as he leans back in for a kiss I stick my tongue out. He surprises me by also sticking his tongue out and I squeal. "That was weird." I say scrunching up my nose. He laughs huskily and leans back in and this time I can't fight him. His eyelashes flutter across my cheek and his lips are warm and soft against mine. This is heaven on earth. I sigh into the kiss and he smiles deepening it. He pulls away too early for my liking. I pout and he smirks down at me. "Oh, now we're wanting kisses?" I slap his shoulder and say "Let me up Clifford." He laughs. "No." I start trying to wiggle from his grasp. "I demand that you let me up now." I say sassily. He smirks and tightens his legs around me. "No." I whine. "What do I have to do? I'll do anything!" I plead while trying to wiggle out of his grip. He smirks and thinks for a minute. "You have to go watch a movie with me." I look at him as if he is insane. "Of course I will watch a fucking movie with you now get your ass off of me." I fire back. He laughs, "don't deny it princess, you love this ass." He says while slapping his ass and standing up. I try to keep a straight face until he starts wiggling his eyebrows and leaning against the door way. I just lose all self control and topple over laughing at him. "Actually your ass is nice, but I'm all about your legs." He laughs and I stretch. "Will you take me back to my hotel now? I need a change of clothes and that type of stuff." He huffs. "Fine... But you better be quick." I laugh as he goes and gets ready. "Aren't you taking a shower?" I ask while staring him down. "I already did while you were sleeping." He laughs. I give him a sheepish grin. "Oh, well away we go then." We go outside and jump in his car while he races to my hotel. He parks and we hurry to get out and into the building complex. He leads me over to the elevator and we're all alone. He looks over and smirks at me. "Should have done this the first time." I give him a confused look until my back is pressed against the elevator wall and his lips are on mine. My hands find the nape of his neck and play with the hairs there. His hands firmly holds my hips agains the wall and the elevator comes to a stop. The kiss has me reeling. He steps out of the elevator unfazed by the kiss, while I can barely walk without my knees buckling. I see him watching me with a smirk out of the corner of my eye. I try my best to hurry up and open my door. After dropping my keys like twenty times from my shaky hands I finally get the door open. "I'm going to take a shower, I'll be out soon." I say hurriedly while running into my bathroom. I start grabbing towels and hurriedly running around. I turn the water on and jump in not even giving it time to warm up. I'm hit with cold water and I gasp. The water turns extremely hot, but I couldn't care less right now. I start washing my hair and body as fast as I can. I shave while I'm at it and turn the water off. I dry off and wrap a towel around my body and hair. I start looking for my clothes and they're no where to be found. Then it hit me. Fuck. I forgot to grab clothes. I sit there for a minute. I don't want to go out there with just a towel on in front of Michael, but I have too. I sigh before opening the door and walking out. He's laying face down on my bed. I tip toe to my clothes bag trying not to be loud in hopes that he somehow will not hear me. I make it to my bag just as he turns around and looks at me. I almost drop my towel. He smiles at me. "Forget your clothes princess?" I smile sheepishly at him. "Maybe." He watches me as I make my way back to the bathroom to change and it makes me feel self conscious. I hate my legs. I get back in the bathroom and lock it back. I press my back against it and slide down to look through my bag. I grab a matching set of white and blue lacy bra and underwear. Then I rub my marshmallow scented lotion on my legs, arms, and stomach. After I rub it all in, I start looking for an outfit. After looking for a few minutes I decide on a white tank top with a denim vest and to top it off a light pair of ripped skinny jeans and combat boots. Once I'm pleased with my outfit I start doing my hair and makeup. I straighten my hair and apply some eyeliner and light pink lip gloss. I look at myself once more in the mirror before smiling and spraying my marshmallow perfume that matches my lotion on me and walking out to get Michael. "I see you have clothes on now." He smirks. "Yeah, well I don't give free shows." I wink. He laughs and I smile. He gets up and moves closer to me. He buries his head into the side of my neck and inhaling. I smirk. "I see you like my perfume." He nods. "Yeah, smells like food." I burst out laughing. "Let's go Clifford." I say while rolling my eyes. He takes my hand. "Did I ever tell you how much it turns me on when you call me Clifford?" I laugh. "No, but you just did you big weirdo." He smiles and goes to kiss me, but the elevator door opens and we jump apart and go to get in. I stare at his lips until I hear him say. "You want a kiss princess?" I see him smirking. "Psh, no." I say trying not to sound desperate. He inches closer and I fear the elevator will open before he reaches me. He puts his hands loosely around my waist and pulls me closer to him. Our lips meet and unlike the other kiss this kiss is sweet and full of love. His warm soft lips are against mine slowly moving in sync. I can't get enough. My mind goes hazy and I push him backwards against the elevator door. I press my body closer to his pinning him against the wall and trying to keep getting closer. I hear him moan into the kiss and my body floods with pride. I just made Michael moan. The elevator doors open and I jerk away and walk out. I look back to see a very breathless and stunned Michael. "Are you coming Clifford?" He hurries by my side. I look over at him and start laughing. "What?" He asks defensively. "You have pink lipgloss all over your mouth." I giggle. "Uhm, wonder who's fault that is princess?" I keep laughing. "Here, I'll get it." I reach up and wipe the thick pink jell from his mouth. "There." He smiles and we both go to get in his car. He pulls out and I turn the radio on. I skim through the stations looking for some kind of good song. I found one. "Show me how to lie, you're getting better all the time. Turning all against one is a art that's hard to teach." I start screaming. Michael looks over at me in awe. "You like The Offspring?" I smile and yell a "Hell yeah" in response he laughs at my comment and continues driving as I scream song lyrics. After yelling a few songs lyrics from other bands being played on the radio we pull into a movie theatre. I smile and he turns the car off. He gets out and runs to open my door. He grabs my hand and we walk into the movie theatre. The air is filled with scents like Melted butter and various candies. We walk to the ticket booth and get our tickets. "Two tickets for Hannibal please." I smile because I love Hannibal. Apparently the movie theatre is having a throwback weekend. All weekend long they're playing old movies. He hands me my ticket and we walk to the concession stand "What do you want?" he asks me. "Uhm, Large Extra butter popcorn, a large root beer, and Starbursts please?" He laughs, "make that two Root beers please." We stand there talking about our child-hood love for Hannibal until our food is ready. "2 large root beers, 1 large extra butter popcorn, and Starbursts. That'll be $15.95" Michael reaches into his pocket to get his wallet and pulls out a twenty dollar bill. "The cashier pushes a few buttons and then they're is a 'ding' "you're change is $4.05" Michael takes his change and puts it back into his wallet while jamming it back into his back pocket. I grab the Starbursts and my root beer while he grabs his root beer and the popcorn. We go to cinema 3 and take seats in the main back. The adds are rolling across the screen. "So, are you going to share that candy and popcorn." He asks with a smile. "Nope." I say while grabbing the popcorn out of his hands and putting a handful in my mouth. He laughs and grabs a handful too. The movie starts and we become quiet. I cuddle as close to Michael as I can with the seat between us and his arm goes around my shoulder. We stay like for a good thirty minutes until I speak up. "Hannibal has pretty eyes." "I know. Blue eyes are beautiful." He says eyes never leaving the screen. "Not as beautiful as yours." I say staring at him in awe. He's just so cute. He looks over at me and smiles giving me a quick peck. I snuggle up closer to him and continue watching the movie. When the movie is over he holds my hand and we walk back to his car. He gets in and gives me a quick peck before driving away. On the ride home Michael seems to be in deep concentration. I wave it off and continue singing along to the radio. When we pull into his driveway he turns the car off and storms into the house. Great. Wonder what's up with him now. I carefully open the car door and step out. I walk to the door and put my hand on the handle. I take a deep breath before opening the door. The crisp cold night air filling my lungs. Here goes nothing. I slowly turn the handle and step through the threshold. "Michael?" I tempt. Nothing. "Michael, what's wrong?" He appears from his bedroom. "You." I stare at him in shock. "What have I done?" I ask trying to stay calm. " Don't act all innocent. You're fucking using me. I don't know what for yet, but I've figured you out." I bite my tongue. "What the fuck are you even talking about Michael?" He shakes his head and gives me a insane laugh. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Why don't you leave me alone. Leave. Don't come back around me." I'm on the verge of tears. What has corrupted him to make him this way. "Why can't you understand that I actually care for you? I care for you Michael. Damn I care for you!" He yells. "No. Don't fucking lie to me!" He seethes. I'm on the verge of tears, but I'll never let it show. "Michael! I don't know what to do!" I plead. "Leave! Leave and never come back." He yells. I move closer to him and try to kiss him. He pushes me off and I fall to the floor. "Leave." He yells for the millionth time. "No. I'm not giving up Michael. I'm not like everyone else. I'm staying. You're worth fighting for. What we have is worth fighting for." I cry. He shakes his head. "No, that's where you're wrong. There is no 'us' " he says before storming outside and climbing in his car. I watch as he drives away. All I can do is watch. What has happened to him to make him this way. I let my tears fall like raindrops. I shut the door and go to his room. I stand there and look around before changing into a pair of Michael's boxers and Jack Daniels Tee. I crawl in his bed and all I can smell is him. I inhale deeply and cry harder than ever. I just cry until I can't cry no more. I feel my eyes go heavy and I let sleep take me. I just hope he's safe wherever he stormed off too........