BASED ON THE MICHAEL BLURB ABOVE
* Y/N stands for your name *
The boys were downstairs and having their weekly guys night.
I always told Michael that he deserved a guys night every so often, especially seeing as I had my girls days.
And every time, the guys night ended up involving Michael inviting the guys round and either playing a game of poker, playing on his Xbox or just watching a movie.
I tried to convince him to actually go out and have fun, go for a few drinks with the lads but each time he refused.
He said he didn't want to be too far away from him and he'd rather stay home anyway.
So here they were once again, huddled around the TV in the living room with some drinks.
I changed into a pair of leggings and one of my baggy shirts, then combed out the tangles in my wet hair.
I skipped out of the bedroom and made my way to the kitchen to make the boys some food.
"You guys want some pizza?" I asked, popping my head into the living room.
They all mumbled a response and I just smiled and made my way to the kitchen.
I opened up my laptop and pulled up a take away place where they made pizza.
I found the one we usually order from and ordered five pizzas, knowing how greedy the boys were.
I could hear the boys cursing and the loud bangs from whatever game they were playing tonight.
After ordering the food, I grabbed a few more drinks and made my way into the living room to give them to the boys.
Entering the room, none of them glanced in my direction but just muttered a "thanks".
I turned to leave but noticed Michael's eyes following me.
I looked over at him and he was watching me, a smirk on his lips and he crooked his finger, beckoning me over.
I moved over to him and he took my wrists pulling me to stand between his legs.
His hands snaked around my waist and cupped my ass, giving it a squeeze and I blushed.
"Your ass looks fucking amazing in those," he growled.
He leaned forward and placed a kiss to my stomach, letting out a deep sigh.
I just blushed deeper, knowing full well the boys could hear and see us.
"Michael that is so inappropriate!" Ashton scolded Michael, but Michael just ignored him.
"Don't care. Its my house. You don't like it then leave," Michael grumbled.
He took my hands in his and nibbled on the tips of my fingers.
"Get a room," Calum teased, tossing a cushion over at Michael.
"We're in one," Michael grunted.
I bit my lip, watching as his green eyes clouded over with lust and his pupils dilated.
A knock at the door made me jump and broke the connection between us, the fire that was igniting.
I snapped out of it and stepped away from him, making him groan and I just laughed.
I went to answer the door and paid the delivery man, then carried the boxes into the kitchen.
I went to the cupboard to grab a plate for myself, knowing I wouldn't be able to eat the whole thing.
A warm body pressed against my back, trapping me against the counter top and his arms snaked around my waist.
His chin rested on my shoulder and his lips pressed to my neck, trailing soft lingering kisses to my skin.
"Can we just tell them to leave?" he asked. "I've done guys night, now it's time for my girl night."
I smiled and intertwined my fingers with his.
"No way. Get back in there and eat your pizza," I replied, shaking my head.
I span around in his arms and he stared at me.
"I'd rather eat something else," he growled, crushing his lips against mine.
I moaned and fell into the kiss, devouring his lips and tasting him.
"Michael," I breathed against his lips.
"Hey, is that pizza - "
Calum stopped in the doorway, his words stuck in his throat and he smirked.
I jumped out of Michael's arms, keeping my eyes on the floor and moved over to the table.
"Leave," Michael growled, glaring at Calum.
"No stay," I disagreed, handing Calum three pizza boxes.
He laughed and took them, sauntering off down the hallway back to the living room.
I grabbed the other pizza box and placed it in Michael's hands.
I put my hands on his shoulders and span him around, ignoring the pout on his lips.
"Later," I promised.
He nodded with a sigh and left the room, but hesitated at the living room door.
He charged towards me, dropping the box on the table and grabbed my face in his hands, pressing our lips together.
"Later," he growled.
He turned on his heel, grabbing the box and left.
And I was left watching his departing figure as my heart went crazy!
