Murder House - A Michael Clifford Fanfiction

Chapter 7 - Kisses

Later that night, I walked into Paul's room. I needed to ask him about what happened between him and the infantata. Why did he smile at him?

"I didn't smile at him," Paul answered when I asked him.

"Yes you did. You fucking smiled," I looked at him.

"Woah.. Language," he warned.

"Sorry. But tell me why you smiled at him," I ordered. I was getting a little too mean, but I wanted to know why he smiled at him, "you were scared of him earlier!"

"Yeah, but.."

"I'M HERE!" I hear Danny yell.

"Come upstairs!" Paul yelled down.

I could hear Danny running up the steps quickly and walk into Paul's room. He looked at us and asked, "what did you guys want?"

We introduced him to Michael, then all of the ghosts. Right after we finished, I heard mom scream.

"Mom!" I exclaimed, running downstairs to see what was wrong. Who knew what would be wrong, especially in this house?

"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yeah, it's just that he scared me," she sort of smiled a little, looking at Tate.

"Tate!" I exclaimed, mad at him for scaring mom. I introduced him anyways, "Tate, this is Jennifer Zimmer, my mother. Mom, this is Tate. He used to live in the house."

"Oh okay," mom cracked a smile, holding out her hand for him to shake. He smiled at took the offer, shaking her hand. I introduced him to dad too. I then introduced them to Violet, but I made sure they didn't know her last name because they might've known that she died. I couldn't introduce them to anyone else or they would get suspicious. I can't have that happening.

Tate had asked to meet Michael, the little Michael, so we took him over next door where his mom was, with Michael.

"Tate!" Kayla exclaimed when she saw Tate at the door. She jumped from her seat and hugged him.

"Kayla..." Tate smiled, "it's been so long."

"I know. I've missed you," Kayla smiled at Tate.

"Hi mom," Tate smiled at Constance. He then asked, "is this Michael?"

"Yes," Constance nodded. Tate crouched down to Michael's height and smiled. I thought it was super cute.

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Michael and I were in my room later that night. I was lying down on my bed, and he was sitting on the foot of my bed.

"Pandora Rose," Michael looked at me, "I like you."

"I like you too, Michael Gordon," I laughed a little at his middle name.

"Don't make fun of my middle name!" He yelled kiddingly.

"I'm sorry," I fake-pouted.

"Oh, baby, you're going to regret doing that," he smirked at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Never mind," he shook his head.

"No, no, no.. Tell me," I told him, sitting up. I scooted over to him, waiting for an answer. I got an answer, in a way. He smashed his lips onto mine.

"I really, really like you, Pandora Rose Zimmer," he said after breaking the kiss. Our faces were still only an inch apart.

"I do too, Michael Gordon Clifford," I whispered onto his lips before planting a small peck on them.

"You do, what?"

"I really, really like you," I answered. He kissed me again, this time softly and sweet. I heard a knock at the door, but I ignored it. Michael must not have heard it or ignore it like I did. There was another knock a few seconds later, then I heard the door open. I didn't hear anything after that, except for the door slamming.

Michael and I were still kissing when I heard three pounds on the door. I didn't care to say anything, so I let it go. There was another pound and the door swung open.

"Pandora Rose Zimmer!" I heard Paul exclaim. He couldn't control me, so I kept my lips attached to Michael's.

"Michael, get out," Paul demanded. Danny added, "come on guys, this is gross."

I pulled my lips away from Michael's, yet kept our foreheads touching. I smiled at him and attached my lips to his once more, just for a few seconds.

"Have we tortured you enough yet?" I smirked at Danny and Paul.

"Way too much," Paul said through gritted teeth.

"Okay," I smiled and kissed Michael once again. His hands moved from my neck to my bum.

"Want us to continue?" I looked at Paul after breaking the kiss.

"If you do, I'll hurt Michael," Paul was super mad now.

"You can't do that. Michael's mine. You won't hurt him," I smirked at Danny and Paul, entwining Michael's fingers with mine.

Paul got mad and come over to me and ripped Michael off of me. It happened so quick that I couldn't do anything. He held Michael's head back and pulled his right arm behind his back. Michael screeched.

"PAUL!" I screamed, jumping up from the bed and pushing him off of Michael. Michael fell back onto my bed, and I landed on top of him. I rolled to the side, "what's wrong with you, Paul?"

"You want to know why I smiled at Thaddeus? Do you want to know!?" Paul got mad.

"Yeah, I want to know!" I yelled back. Paul laughed and got up, "well.."

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SORRY!!! IM SO SORRY:(

-Lizzie xx