Hotel ceiling (5sos fanfiction)

Chapter 7:.Parties and 'I love you's'

We enter the building for the party. It's half a birthday party and half a wedding party so we're obviously going to get wasted.

"sophia." Michael walks towards me.

"Michael." I mimick

"i need to talk to you" he seemed unsteady. I start worrying so i drag him to the back of the building.

"Sophia there's no easy way to ask this..." he drifted of. He went to look at something to avoid eye contact but i grabbed his face with both of my hands and turned him to face me.

"Mikey, what's bothering you?" I ask softly.

"My manager was talking to me earlier. And he asked me to do something that involves you..." he drifted off again.

I grabbed his hands and squeezed them tightly, reassuring him.

"Sophia, i need to turn you" and there it is. To be honest i wouldn't care. I would be with him forever so what's so bad about it?

"Urmm... ok? Why was that such a hard question?" I chuckle.

"I was worried about how you would react..." he scratched the back of his neck. Fuck, why is he so freaking sexy!?

"When?" I ask.

"Tonight?" I notice him start to blush. Oh my god he is killing me..

"Okay," I kissed him on the cheek "I love you." Wait!... i just said that!

He looked at me with shock but what happened next shocked me. He kissed me with such passion. I was melting right there right then. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance, and i accepted. We roam each others mouths. Exploring every inch of it. I quickly parted realising i was going to faint of the heat.

"i love you too." I swear i died. I wrap my around his neck and hug him so tightly. He instantly wrapped his arms around me waist and hugged me. With this hug i never ever wanted to let go. I love him so much words can not explain and actions can not show. He's so perfect even with his imperfections. And he's mine.

I take out my phone and check the time.

12:53 Am

No wonder i was tired.

"Babe can we go home?" i ask sleepily.

"Of course. Anything for you," he smiles at me. "Oh, and happy birthday." He reaches into his pocket and grabs a box and hands it to me. Open it in the morning. You're tired

"Thank you babe." I kiss him on the cheek and we begin out journey home.

I love this boy unreal amounts.