You Belong With Me

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It's half past ten after Michelle went home, leaving her girlfriend. Now resting comfortably on the couch in her room after a quick shower, idly watching some rerun of a football on the TV.

Michelle was calm and just chill about what happened tonight. Knowing she did nothing wrong and that she didn't let that petty and silly argument get to her.

Because she knew her girlfriend was having a lot of mood swings lately because of pregnancy hormones, it's just that tonight it blew up slightly, but she didn't let it escalate by arguing back.

So when she was asked to leave, she did it calmly without objections because, knowing her girlfriend, she'd come around on her own.

Michelle just needed to let her cool down, though she's worried that she might feel queasy again. Ann told her she sometimes would get dizzy and nauseous at night.

She moved to her bed, sprawled down, eyes drooping. Michelle could hear her mother talking to someone outside her room, thinking it's only probably her dad or one of their helpers at home.

Michelle just ignored it and burrowed her head deeper into her fluffy and soft mount of pillows.

There was a faint knock on her door. She sighed, eyes closed. Why can't just her mum come in? Since she always barged in her room unannounced all the time, anyway.

She didn't want to get up and get out, choosing to pretend to be sleeping.

But then the knocking continued, and she was beginning to think it wasn't her mum, probably one of their helpers. She begrudgingly got out of bed and opened the door.

To her surprise, it was her girlfriend who was standing by the door with her head down, not looking at her. She's wearing one of Michelle's stolen hoodies that's too big for her.

"Hi." Ann shyly greeted her.

Michelle opened her door wider for Ann to come in.

"Hey."

"Were you sleeping?" She asked in a timid tone.

"Are you here checking if I really went home, or I went somewhere else?" She countered, not mad or anything. She was just curious and wanted to see if her girlfriend was still upset.

Still not looking at Michelle's dark brown eyes.

"No."

"I'm glad that you didn't get sick tonight, then. I'm glad that you're okay after I left."

Michelle took her hand and walked them to sit on the couch. She heard a sniffle, and a second later, Anntonia sobbed.

"I'm sorry for being a bad girlfriend to you. You must be thinking I'm such a bitch to you when you're just being an amazing girlfriend and mum to our baby. To be honest, I'm just being so jealous and mad, but then I get scared of losing you." She lamented.

"You've been so great, taking care of me since we got back together, and you didn't even know that I was pregnant then. But you were so sweet, attentive, and so beautiful, but it scares me that one day you'll get tired of me and that someone else will take you away, and I don't like that to happen. I really don't, babe." Ann said in a small, quiet voice.

"I can't help but think about that all the time, you know? What if you realise how amazing you really are and then you'll see that I'm not really worth the trouble? Because this is just me."

Ann cried harder, and it pulled something inside Michelle's chest.

"I always tell you that being with you always feels like it's too good to be true, because I'm just this girl who wears glasses and ugly clothes and is a total nerd, and then here you are just being your amazing self, and it frightens me that one day you'd slip away. I love you. Gosh, baby, I'm so crazy about you."