We All Have Secrets

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Have you ever felt annoyed so much at someone that you were at the point where you want to rip their throat out, without a care in the world? Well that was my best friend Michael right now, he was jumping up and down on my bed rolling around on it because he was so excited that he just won the bet we made. The bet was that whoever wins the first five rounds of COD gets whatever they want for a week, but the rules are, No sexual or overrated favours, No exchange of values (Like if I had a Diary, and he wanted it, he won't be allowed it), and No forcing the other person to do something that they are completely uncomfortable with. Other than that they get whatever they want, and Michael was over the moon about it.

We were in my room at the moment, I was lying on my white carpet staring up at my creamy coloured ceiling looking at my fan that was hanging and spinning in circles making me kind of dizzy just staring at it so I thought this might be a good time to notice how great my light grey walls look with my white framed photos hanging on the right or how my black, white and grey coloured patterned bed looked so welcoming, from my view. (Beside that fact that Michael was on it, do get me wrong he is good looking, but just no)

I was looking at the many things that were under my bed like my RPM Como shirt was pooled by side my running shoes I tried to find last week but I got a massive fright when I heard a loud thud hit the ground on the right side of me, I turned in shock with widen eyes when I saw Michael lying on the ground hold his head in pain while squinting his eyes.

I shot straight up leaning on my right arm, I looked at him amused, I then I looked around the room to see what may have caused him to fall. Just then, I noticed the ceiling fan was no longer spinning and had a dent in one of the blades; I looked back down at him once again and busted out laughing. I couldn't control my laughter that escaped from within me, I was laughing so hard at him that I now was rolling on the ground.

After a few moments I calmed down a bit but still giggling at what happen to him.

I opened my eyes, but my vision was blurry from my tears of joys, so I wiped my excessive tears away. When I was finish I looked up to see him narrowing his now black eyes at me. His brown hair was hanging over his forehead, just peaking above his eyelids making his hair look like a curtain. His jaw was clenched tight making him look intimidating, he was heavily breathing, his masculine chest heaved up and down in a hard motion, making his white V-neck shirt seem tight on him. His fist was also clenches, sitting beside his dark blue jeans.

I heard a growl escape from his chest when I was still giggling at him.

I narrowed my eyes at him "Who, do you think you're growling at? Mate" I said in an Australian accent.

He didn't hear the sarcasm in my voice because he stared at me with the same expression on his face "You? And don't call me 'mate', I'm not your mate."

I then stared at him with a blank expression of my own "I know idiot, I was just joking, Hakuna your Tata's" I said rolling my eyes at the last words to him.

He growled at me again his expression more intimidating then before "I'm not an idiot." He said a bit more loudly.

I just narrowed my eyes at him, not really caring that his eyes were tearing into my soul, because I know that he won't hurt me no matter what I do, but I felt bad for getting him this mad, so I cup the left side of his face with my right hand, and I stared at him with puppy dog eyes, hoping that it will work.

It usually does.

He leaned his face into my hand, closing his eyes and a sigh slipped from his lips, I got to my knees and moved a bit closer to him, once I was comfy in front of him, I pulled him into a hug, his head in the crock of my neck and my head on top of his "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you angry, and can you forgive me?" I said as I released from our embrace, I did feel sorry, I know he could feel that I was too, with his wolf senses and all but I always made sure that I showed it towards him.