Be good for me

I cant put up with shit

Michael has been coming over to my house and kissing.

He sneaks into my room and we kiss.

We didn't do it

But I wanted to

I liked him

I loved him

But did I want him? For me.

"What are you thinking about" he asked snuggling into my side

You
"Nothing" I smiled

"Really?"

No
"Ya" I nodded and he kissed my cheek

But then the next day I saw him with the black haired girl smoking.

He winked at me and wrapped his arm around her in a friendly matter I hoped

He kissed her cheek the way he kissed mine and I wanted to cry

But wait he wasn't mine

But yet I was his?

Fuck you Michael Clifford!

I bumped into Luke and asked if he wanted to see a movie tonight

"Sure" he smiled "great 6 it is" I walked off

Confidence was pooling out of me as I saw Michael take his hand off of the girl and glare at me

He walked over to me and pulled me towards to trees

"What were you talking about?" He snarled

"We're going to the movies tonight" I played along it was no longer about making Michael jealous it was now about getting him out of my life he caused to much heart break.

"Why?"

"Because I want to"

"But you don't like him"

"So??"

"So then why are you going out with him?"

"I'm not we're going to the movies"

"No you're not"

"What's that supposed to mean?" I folded my arms

"You're mine"

"Fuck no I'm not"

"Tessa don't fucking push it"

"Push what" I spat

"You belong to me not him" he cussed

"No I don't I don't belong to anyone not you or Luke" I shouted and he winced

"What about the kisses we shared did they not mean anything to you?" He asked hurt

"They meant a lot to me but obviously not you" I shot back

"What?" He stepped forward and I took steps back

"It means everything to me Tessa" he added

"No I'd doesn't you kiss me then kiss other girls! Michael I'm done with this shit!" I shout pulling at my hair

"So? I don't want those other girls I only want you!" He yelled

"You have a funny way of showing it" tears left my eyes

"I can't sit here and kiss you and make out and let you own me when the next day you might be fucking some other slut!" I cried and his eyes turned back to green

"I couldn't do that" he sighed

"Well you seem to be doing it" wiping my eyes and sniffling

"I can't Michael I'm done with you" I run off to my car crying.

I wasn't done

The more I stopped seeing him

The more I thought about him

The more I talked to him

The more I loved him

And I knew I wanted him to be mine.