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chapter three

- darcy mcquinty -

"fuuucck," i mumbled as i sat up on michael's bed, i really should've left earlier.

i pulled the sheet up to cover my bare chest and i reached to the ground to pull my phone out of my jean pocket.

"shit, 11pm?" i groaned and rubbed my forehead. i had a killer headache for some unknown reason.

"what's up?" i heard michael ask from beside me.

"it's really late and i'm still here, sorry about that i'll get dressed now," i replied slipping my underclothes back on.

"it's already late as it is, just stay here and continue sleeping. it doesn't mean anything, remember - no strings attached," he spoke, propping himself up in his elbows.

i sighed and laid back down on the bed, it doesn't mean anything so i might aswell stay the night.

"thatta girl," he chuckled and rested an arm over my waist.

i pulled the sheets back over my body and quickly fell asleep.

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i woke up to the sound of my alarm. i quickly rolled over and turned it off. 7AM already? shit. i rubbed my eyes and started to get dressed.

"morning," i heard michael say from beside me, his voice raspy.

"morning michael, i'll be leaving now," i stated as i pulled my shirt over my head.

"alright, still need a lift to college?" he asked sitting up.

"yeah, if that's okay with you."

"yeah it's fine, we're neighbours," he winked rolling out the bed and pulling his boxers on.

i walked out his bedroom and picked up my bag from where i left it, i found my keys and started to walk to the door.

"see you soon," michael smirked, resting against the door frame.

"see ya," i nodded and quickly walked to my apartment.

i unlocked my apartment. i was too lazy to have a shower this morning, i put two pieces of toast into the toaster and started off to my room. i threw my bag into my bed and pulled off my shirt, i wasn't gonna change my jeans. i grabbed another top from my wardrobe and pulled it over my head. i rubbed my temples as i walked into the bathroom to take something for my killer headache. i sighed when i saw my face in the mirror. i fixed up my makeup and took some pain killers before shoving my new books into my bag and leaving to the kitchen.

i grabbed a cereal bar before leaving to go to michaels again. i knocked on his door and i heard his cuss. i bit my inner cheek as he answered the door with a towel loosing tied around his waist.

"oh, i'm not ready yet," he replied, letting out a sigh of relief.

"yeah i guessed, i was just bored and ready so i thought i'd come over," i shrugged.

"oh okay, well come in then," he nodded and opened the door more.

i walked in and dropped my bag at the door, smirking at myself as i remembered yesterday's events.

"what's got you smirking?" he asked, running a hand through his wet hair.

"oh, nothing," i smirked, trailing my fingers across the edge of the couch.

"did you enjoy last night?" michael pondered aloud.

"you could say so," i replied, turning to face him.

"well it's good we're on the same page," he smirked, walking off somewhere behind me.

"i wouldn't mind doing it again sometime," i bit my lip and followed behind him.