Friends With Benefits-MC

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YOUR POV

I was in my bed, debating whether I should call Michael. I was bored. And Michael was a good friend, not to mention a great fuck buddy. But sometimes I want more than that. I like it when we are out and just being us. I like it when we are in bed, but we have no intentions of having sex. I like the feeling of just being wanted, and the feeling I get when we cuddle. There is no doubt that I like Michael. And he has to like me in some way. Obviously he is attracted to me physically, but he must be attracted to me emotionally as well. If he wasn't then why would he spend all that time with me when we are just hanging out at the mall and stuff?

And right now it wasn't so much that I was bored as much as I had a bad day and just needed him. When I picked up my phone to text Michael, I saw that he was calling me. I answered after the third ring. "Hey," I said.

"Hey, (y/n). What are you doing?"

"Sitting at home alone. I was just about to text you, actually."

"Oh good. I need to talk to you. Its important." I was silent for a minute. What could there be to talk about? Maybe he found a girl. Then both my chances of being with him and my fuck buddy are gone.

"What's it about," I asked.

"I'll be over in ten minutes." The phone went silent.

Those ten minutes went by really slowly. My mind was reeling on what could be discussed. Not soon enough, the door opened and revealed Michael. He shut the door and made his way to me, crashing his lips to mine. He kissed me passionately, something that has only happened a few times as opposed to the hungry kissing we usually do.

"Is this what you wanted," I said when he pulled away. "You tell me you need to talk about something important just so you can come over and have sex with me?" I was a little hurt, if this was the reason. He could have just asked.

"No," he said looking into my eyes. "This is what I wanted to talk about. I don't want to just keep having sex all the time. I want more." Wait. Was this really happening.

"What?"

"You heard me. I love it when we just go out and be us. When we can act like idiots in public and not care what anybody else thinks. All those times that we went out were not just to sleep with you at the end of the night. I do it because I've fallen in love with you and I enjoy every minute we spend together, whether its out and about on the town, or making sweet love in the bedroom." I stared at his green eyes, delightfully shocked. "What," he asked when he didn't answer.

"Its nothing," I responded. "I just thought that I was going to have to be the one to say it first." Michael's eyes seemed to have a spark in them after I said that. He kissed me again, slow and passionate.

"I love you so much," he murmured.

"I love you too."

"Want to go out for pizza?"

"What kind of a question is that? Of course!!"

Michael took my hand and dragged me out the door and to the car. We drove to the closest pizza place. This would be our first official date. And I couldn't be more happy.

A/n: sorry this is such a shitty imagine. I just pulled it together last night. I've been swamped with homework and school. So if I don't update on time, now you know why aha

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