Safely // M.C.

Questions (13)

After about 2 seconds, he started to kiss me back. I knew I caught him by surprise.

He pulled away first and then I just wrapped the bandage around his shoulder and taped it so it would stay.

"What was that for?" He asked, still holding my thigh.

"You needed a distraction so it wouldn't hurt as bad." I answered, before placing a gentle kiss on the bandage.

I then got off of him and washed the cloth in the bathroom sink and threw it into the dirty clothes.

When I returned, Michael was there, strumming through his guitar.

It sounded like heaven.

I sat beside and watched him carefully. The way his fingers touched the strings and how fast his shoulder moved as he strummed.

I leaned my head over and whispered, "Sing for me."

He looked shocked but did so. He began singing a song to me. He called it, 'She looks so perfect'

A song that him and the boys wrote together.

By the time he finished, I was to the point if falling asleep. His voice was so delicate and sweet.

He put his guitar down and we both leaned back onto the bed. He covered us up with the duvet and blankets before I snuggled itno his warm chest.

The way he breathed on my neck gave me chills down my spine. I gently fell asleep.

-Christmas!-

I opened my eyes and met Michael's perfect green ones.

The way he looked at me made me blush.

"You're really cute when you blush." He whispered to me. It only made me blush more.

"I...um...thanks..." I stuttered not knowing what to say. No man has ever made me stutter or act this way.

He smiled at me.

"Stop doing that." I told him, he smirked at me evilishly.

"Doing what?" He was so cute whsn he acted clueless.

"Being so damn adorable." I said without a doubt.

He thought about it for a second but he didn't stop.

"Guess what today is?" He asked.

"Christmas," I groaned. I loved Christmas and all, but I hated having to go to everyone's house to get presents.

"I have to go to my house to make sure that the presents that I got for you and the boys shipped there." I said,

He nodded and then got up. I walked into the bathroom and took a shower, I then came back out with a towel and picked out my attire.

I grabbed a black tanktop and some black leggings. I then grabbed Michael's 'IDIOT' flannel.

I put on the clothes in the bathroom. Michael's flannel looked good on me. It came around mid thigh.

I curled my blonde brown locks and applied some makeup. I slid into my Converse and went back out to his room.

Michael noticed that I had his shirt.

"My shirts look good on you." He complimented. We then got into the car and drove to my house. He dropped me off and I went inside.

My mum sat at the kitchen table. She looked at me smiled.

"Merry Christmas baby." I smiled at her and she pointed to the guitars and drums that she set up.

"They got here last night." She smiles. It made my beart hurt to see that she still knew how to put it all up.

When I played drums, she had to put them together. I didn't think that she'd remember but, I guess so.

I looked at it all set up beside the Christmas tree. I smiled and then saw a little box placed on one of the drums, it said my name.

I picked it up and unwrapped it. It was a tiny ring. It was so beautiful.

"Oh my god. Mom." I said, hugging her. She placed it on my middle finger.

"It was mine when I was your age." SHe said, I smiled and admired it. I texted Michael.

To Mikey: Come over at 7 with the boys. x

From Mikey: K. Taking you somewhere special after present opening.

To Mikey: Should I be worried?

From Mikey: Idk. Are you scared of the dark?

To Mikey : Petrified. Why you do you think that I cuddle with you at night.

From Mikey: I thought you did that because you wanted to cuddle. ):

To Mikey: I love your cuddles. Okay, deal. Meet you at 7.

From Mikey: K. (: Have a wonderful time with your mum. ❤

To Mikey: You too kitten. xoxo

I placed my phone beside me and turned to come face to face with Ben.

He handed me a box. I looked at him, worried but I took it. I opened it and almost bursts into tears.

It was a quilt made of mine and his old band shirts. I loved it so much.

"Oh my god, Ben. I love it!" I screamed, hugging him. He hugged me back.

I pulled away and wrapped myself in the quilt. All of a sudden, Zac came out of his bedroom.

He jumped on me and hugged me.

Suddenly, my phone dinged. I picked it up.

From Mikey: Tell Zac to come outside. I left him something special. Your welcome.

I told Zav, and he opened the door before screaming.

I walked over and saw a beautiful guitar on a stand with a sticker attatched to it, reading, 'Someone special told me that you needed a new guitar.' -michael.

The way Zac's face lit up, I almost cried. He took the instrument into his hands and strummed through it. It sounded terrible, but he'd practice.

He took the guitar into the livingroom. I smiled at my family. We were all together, this is all I needed.