Safely // M.C.

The Date (16)

I opened my eyes to see a sleeping Michael beside me. He looked so calm and peaceful.

I ran my fingers through his hair and rubbed his forehead. He purred.

I smiled. I then stood, he grasped my hand.

"Where are you going?" He asked. His breathing sped up.

"I'm going to get some toast from downstairs. I'll be back soon." I promised. He then leaned up and laid a gentle kiss on my lips.

I smiled and grabbed my key and then I left the dorm. Ashton was coming down as well.

"Good morning sunshine. You look like shit." I loved how painfully honest he was.

"Yes, I'm aware. I feel like it too." We got downstairs and I made some toast for me and Michael. And then me and Ashton starting talk about Michael.

"I don't know what to do about Mikey." He knew exactly what I was talking about.

"What do you mean? I know you like him, but what do you mean?" He asked as we made our way back to the dorm.

"I told him last night about how I felt and he didn't say anything other than let's just sleep on it."

"You were drunk. He might have thought you were joking."

"Maybe you're right. I should have told him whilst I was still sober." I agreed. I then went to the dorm.

I opened it and found Michael sitting there, playing his guitar that I bought him for Christmas.

"You got it all tuned out." I noticed. He nodded and I took a seat on my bed.

"Mikey, I want to talk about last night." I said, just above a whisper, hoping he didn't hear. He did.

He laid his guitar beside him and scooted to the edge of the bed. Letting his feet stay on the ground.

"You were drunk. You said some things that you didn't mean." He said, I shook my head and looked at him.

"No, Michael. I like you. I like you alot. Ever since I met you, I always new that there was something about you. I hate being away from you." I said, watching him bite his lip nervously.

He always tended to do that. When he gets nervous the first thing he ever does is bite his lip.

"I like you too Juli. I like you alot too." He whispered, before biting his lip again.

"Okay. So what happens now?" I asked nervously. He shrugged before biting his lip again.

"I want a date. But we do it my way. Leave and come back at 8:00 tonight." He sounded so evil right then and it was really sexy.

"Where should I go?" I asked.

"That's your choice." He said. I nodded and left.

-later-

I had thirty more minutes until I had to leave the shopping mall and go back to Michael.

I bought a new outfit. A Rolling Stone shirt and a pair of ripped black skinny jeans.

I put them on in the bathroom, so that when I arrived, I'd be dressed.

I quickly got back into the car and began driving to the campus. When I arrived, I got out of the car and walked to my dorm.

I cautiously knocked on the door and Michael answered. He stood before me, standing tall against the doorframe.

He stepped aside and I saw it. He made a sheet fort across the floor and inside it, was pillows, a Laptop, and a few boxes of Chinese food.

This was the percect first date.

"Michael, you know me so well." I smiled, kissing his cheek before we both stepped inside the dorm. We watched a few scary movies and a few funny movies and then we walked.

We talked about everything and nothing. Anything that needed to be said, we said. It was nice.

I now laid flat across the floor with my head in Michael's lap. He fiddled with his bracelet and then my hair.

His eyes met mine carefully. He moved so gracefully it almost knocks me over.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, touching my cheek before leaning down and kissing me passionately.

I could feel all that will power and need that he had for me contract into the kiss. I then, pulled away not wanting to get too far and hugging him.

He held me tight as we continued our Netflix marathon until we finally fell asleep.