The three days that Story and Michael spent together were priceless and special. Michael felt that they were much closer to each other than anyone else. Story felt more than just friendship for Michael now, and she didn't know what to do. It was the last night before Luke was coming home and Story didn't know if she wanted him to leave or not. Michael was leaving after the movie they were watching, which was almost over. She looked over at him, they were watching Human Centipede and he was sitting very close to her, her head had fell on his shoulder about a half hour ago. Michael didn't mind though, in fact he was kind of happy. She sighed as the credits rolled around about an hour later. "I should go. Gotta feed my kittens." Michael said as they both stood up. Story nodded with a sleepy smile and she walked him to the elevator. Michael pressed the down button. Story's heart fell to her stomach when he moved closer to her.
Story's heart jumped in her throat when he pressed his lips to hers.
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Sweater Paws {michael clifford}{completed}
FanfictionHer green eyes shown with tears as she wiped her cheeks with her sweater paws. "I'm not ready to die."
