Kids in the Dark •5SOS PUNK AU• {COMPLETED}

~12~

Michael's POV

Although I didn't need the medication anymore, I needed a few ibuprofen a day. I would complain to get my way and whine. It was fun. One day, I was chilling at my house on my couch and my mum was at work, so Skylar came.

Skylar was practically babysitting me and she was that really hot nurse you see at the hospital and you can't help but flirt with her.

"Uhm, Nurse Skylar?" I asked, weakly. She turned her attention from her Teen Wolf and to me. I felt special. She smiled.

"Yes, Patient Michael?" She replied, laughing.

"Instead of milk and Cadbury Twirl chocolate with my ibuprofen, can I just have a kiss from you? It's sweeter," I told her, smiling in an accomplished way. She blushed and laughed.

"That's really sweet, Michael. How about milk, the chocolate, and the kiss, yeah?"

My face brightened up.

"I'd like that!" I then faked a cough. "Maybe I should get those mandatory things now?" She laughed again as she got up.

"Sure, sick guy. But I'm not so sure I want to kiss you now that you are coughing."

"No! Don't worry, you won't get sick! I'm not even sick, I'm just in pain!"

"Then why did you cough?"

"Uhhhhhhh, allergies?" She gave me a 'yeah right' look.

"Suuuuurrrrrreeee, okay, I'll be back."

As she walked away, I couldn't help but watch. I liked the way she walked for some odd reason.

Once she came back, she handed the pill, chocolate and milk to me. I put the pill in my mouth and swallowed it with some milk. I then ate some of the chocolate. I turned to Skylar and smiled. I puckered up my lips and closed my eyes, waiting for Skylar to kiss me.

"I'm not going to kiss you," she said.

"Why?!?!" I whined, pouting.

"Because, I just told you I was going to so you would take the ibuprofen."

"I still want the kiss or else I won't shut up for the whole day!" I cried. She groaned and gave me a teensy kiss. I pouted again. I sat up and pulled Skylar to my lap.

"Michael-"

I kissed her again and it lasted for a bit and when she pulled away to put the glass of milk in the kitchen, I grinned in a satisfied way. She came back in and swiped a pillow from the chair sitting across from me. She then started beating me up with the pillow.

"Ow!! Owieeeeee! That hurts!" I pouted.

"What kind of punk rock 19 year old says 'owie'?" She asked, laughing.

"You're lucky I can't get up from this couch, Rosewood, or you'd be pinned to the floor and not in a good way."

"Ohhhh, I'm so threatened by this colorful haired 19 year old who says 'owie'!" I grabbed a pillow from the couch I was sitting on and I hurled it at her.

She ducked and the pillow flung to the irreplaceable vase my mother treasures. The pillow fell to the ground first and the vase landed right on-top of it; completely unharmed. Skylar and I both gaped at the miracle that had just happened.

"That was-"

"AWESOME!" I interrupted.

"No! You could've gotten in big trouble, Michael! Your mother told me how much she loved that vase and if she sees it on the floor on-top of that pillow, she'll be-"

Skylar was interrupted again, but by another sound. The sound of the front door unlocking.

"My mum's home!" I whispered horrifically.

Skylar bolted to the vase and put it back on the table it was on.She picked up the pillow and tossed it to me. I placed it by my feet. She ran and took a seat on the chair and we turned on the tv. My mum soon came through the front door, I could see this because you can see the front door from the living room. She walked into the living room and towards me.

"How are you, Mikey? Everything all right?" She asked sympathetically. I nodded and gave her a reassuring smile.

"S'all good, mum, it's all good."