Broken Boy and Broken Girl

Part 1

You wait on the bench, swinging your legs and nibbling on your nails, chipping off the black nail varnish.
It's been a month since you've seen Michael, as you miss him so much, and have your week together planned out. You think back to the last time you saw each other. He was only back for one night, and you spent that time watching DVD's and snuggling on the sofa with blankets and hot chocolates. Smiling at the thought, you suddenly spot him in the distance. Jumping up, you start running over to him, and he sees you. His face breaks into a smile and his eye's light up and you jump at him, wrapping your legs around him before he can even touch you.
"Hey" he laughs, holding you up. "Where you gone? I can't see you" he chuckles, his chest vibrating.
He tugs your hair back and you push away from him, smiling from ear to ear.
"I missed you" you grin.
"I missed you too"
An elderly lady catches your eye, "aww, you're such a sweet couple" she cooes.
The two of you simultaneously look at her, and you climb down from him.
"Oh no no no we're not a couple. Just friends" you explain, smiley politely.
"Yeah" Michael bites his lip, his smile fading. "Just friends".

You grab his hand, and start pulling him towards the exit.
"You're eager aren't you?" He laughs, running to catch up with you.
"I just wanna spend as much time with you as i can" you say over your shoulder, and Michael smiles.

"So how have you been?" Michael asks, throwing his bag on your bed.
"Yeah good" you nod, biting your nail. Michael dips his knees so he can look at you in the eye.
"Yeah good?" He mimics, raising an eyebrow.
You shrug your shoulders and hug your knees.
"Made any friends while I've been gone?" He asks, sitting down next to you.
Oh. This is the question you were dreading.
You take a breath.
"I have Internet friends" you blurt.
"Maggie!"
"WHAT?"
"You've gotta get some friends"
"But i don't need them"
"You only have me"
"But you're enough"
Michael sighs, draping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer. You snuggle into him and rest your head on his chest, breathing him in.
"But who do you have when I'm gone?" He asks quietly.
You shift at the uncomfortable topic.
"I don't wanna talk about it" you say blankly.
Michael stays silent for a moment, then asks, "Wanna cuddle and watch a movie?"
You smile, and nod.
"You pick a movie and I'll make hot chocolates" he says.
Moving away from him, you poke his nose, and he squishes his face up. Giggling, you make your way downstairs, and Michael heads into the kitchen to make the drinks. "Don't forget the blankets" Michael calls. You smile to yourself, knowing that you've got your best friend back, but you can't stop the sinking feeling in your chest, knowing that in a few days he'll be gone, and you'll be alone, again.

"You ready?" Michael shouts. He lifts the big blue blanket up for you to slide under and holds his arm out. You snuggle in, resting your head on his shoulder as you start the movie.
Throughout the movie, you shift from sitting upright to laying on the sofa with Michael spooning you. You can feel his breathing on your shoulder slow down as his head flops into the crook of your neck, his spikey hair tickling your cheek.
You ignore him as he wraps his long arms around you, snuggling in even closer to you so every inch of his body is pressed against yours. You can tell that he's definitely asleep now, and you leave him be, watching the movie when something warm is pressed against your neck. Stiffening, his lips leave your neck, but return almost instantly as he kisses you again.
Tingles shoot down your spine but you shake them off as he repeats his actions.
"Michael?" You whisper, but the only reply you get is a 'hmm'.
With each kiss, you grow more uncomfortable, but at the same time you get feelings that you shouldn't get from your best friend.
You start panicking, and slowly but gently turn your body around so you're facing Michael. He automatically pulls you closer, nuzzling into your neck.
"Michael" you almost mime, your lips brushing against his forehead. He breaths deeply, his hot breath cascading across your skin. His lips part, his tongue sliding through to wet them slightly as he plants a kiss on your collarbone.
"How do i tell you?" He murmurs suddenly.
You look down in shock.
"You're my best friend" he slurs sleepily.
You go completely still.
"You're so beautiful" he whispers as your heart starts thumping quickly.
"I'm in love with you Maggie."
Your heart stops.
"I always have and i always will".