Safely // M.C.

"I love you more than life." (24)

I held Michael's hand as I drove back to my place. We arrived and got out of the car.

He followed close behind. We dragged his bags inside and fell onto the couch.

"It smells good in here," He laughed. I looked at him and pointed to the candle burning in the corner.

He noticed that I didn't smile and then stood and walked over to me.

He laced his fingers around my hips and pushed me against the kitchen wall.

"Michael, you need to keep your heart rate down." I told him, trying to distract him, it didn't work.

"I can't keep it down when I'm around you." He then caught the innuendo.

"That sounded so wrong." He giggled but couldn't laugh.

"Why won't you laugh at me?" He asked, I looked up into his eyes.

"Michael, you just got back from the hospital after attempted suicide. I'm still getting past the traumatic shock here, give me a break Mi-" Before I could finish, he crashed my lips onto his. I kissed him back hard and passionate.

I needed that so badly.

He pressed me harder against the walls and gripped my neck.

He pulled away quickly after that.

"I love you more than life." He whispered. I shook my head. He nodded his. We pulled away from each other and then I walked into the kitchen and made some coffee whilst he walked upstairs to my room.

I heard the guitar. I smiled quietly to myself before walking up to my room.

When I arrived, he laid the guitar down. I scooted myself to sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around mine as we picked up the guitar and started to strum.

"Fingers here, thumb and pick, here." He said, holding them in my hand and began playing slowly before switching the finger placement.

I felt so safe in his arms and after seeing him kiss me, I felt the light in his face again. He looked so much better.

I then out the guitar on the bed and turned to face him.

I sat in front of him. He looked so amazing.

"Michael, kiss me." I whispered before he did so. I climbed onto him, making him lean back on the bed.

I missed him so much.

"Julianne. You don't have to do this with me, if you don't want too, we won't." Those words made my heart flutter.

"Michael, I want this with you." I whispered, while he began kissing me again.

And that was the night that I lost my virginity to Michael Clifford.