Musically Problematic

Chapter 12: Will You?

Her head rests on my shoulder and I lightly rest mine on her head as we reach my front door. I unlock it and we walk inside, locking the door behind me.

Michael's POV:

I lead us to the lounge room and we sit down on the couch. Sophie looks at me, I am struggling not to jump on her and start making out with her. I'm so turned on right now, I'm just trying not to let my downstairs pop up and make it obvious to Sophie, how I feel. She leans over to me and sits on my lap.

"Sophie, what are you doing?"

"Please Mikey...I'm so wet for you."

She starts grinding on me and my not-so-little friend starts getting excited. I start kissing her slowly and passionately on the lips. My arms are fastened on her waist, pushing her down on me trying to create friction and helping her grind on me. We are both moaning messes. I trail kisses down her neck and she stretches her neck backward. She's so hot and sexy, I never imagined that we'd be doing this...we're not even dating.

"Michael...can we go up to your room and continue this..."

I lean out from the couch to let her wrap her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck tightly. I place my hands firmly on her waist to stand up. I carry her up to my room, shutting and locking the door after we're in. Her fingers are playing with the hairs on the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I walk towards my bed and lay Sophie down on it. Seeing her laying there I can tell how tired she is, and the she isn't thinking straight...if at all. I realise in this moment that I can't continue this. She's staring at me through almost closed eyes, blinking every so often to try and stay awake.

"Mikey..."

"I'm here Sophie, but you need to get some sleep. I'm not continuing this."

Her eyes slowly fall closed. I pull my blanket over her and place a soft yet meaningful kiss to her forehead.

"I love you, Sophie..."

I stand up and check the time, 11:30pm.

"Michael, please...don't leave me."

"I'll be back, I just have to make a couple of calls...go back to sleep."

I pick up my phone and hers and walk out into the hall. I use her phone to call her home phone, as all Aussie home have them. It rings 3 times before someone picks up.

"Hello, it's Michael here..."

"Michael Who? Why are so many guys turning up and calling our house?"

"Michael Clifford and I don't know. But I do know that your daughter, Sophie is at my house. She's asleep now."

"What? Why is she with you?"

"She was begging me to take her to my place, but I didn't realise that she was grounded until I met up with one of our friends...Luke Hemmings."

"If she's asleep, leave her be. Just make sure she gets home safely in the morning."

"I will."

"I like you, you seem like a good guy. Thank you for telling me where Sophie is. See you tomorrow."

"Will do."

I hang up just as I hear the door close downstairs. I go back into my room, as I'm meant to be asleep for school tomorrow. I close the door as silently as I can and walk over to the empty side of the bed. I sit down on the edge, take my shirt off and lay down. I feel movement in the bed and the next thing I know, Sophie is in my arms. Her back is against my chest, my arms around her torso. My head is resting on my pillow, above her head. In other words...we are spooning and I'm the big spoon. I can hear her lightly snoring and it's so cute. I kiss the top of her head softly. I hear my parents walking around the hallway. I hear one door open, most likely their bedroom. Then I hear another one, probably the bathroom. I hear muffled mumbles from them. I slowly let myself get comfortable with having Sophie in my bed and let my eyes droop closed.

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Next Morning...

Sophie's POV:

I see light filling the room that I'm in. It seems unfamiliar, I can't remember anything from last night. I feel someone laying behind me with their hands around my waist. I turn my head and roll over to face the person.  I look at his beautiful face, it's Michael. I lean forward and peck the tip of his nose. I can't remember what happened last night but I'm fully dressed so I don't think we did anything I need to regret. His eyes blink open and I look directly into his green eyes. Then I feel his lips on mine, they're warm and soft. Before I know it I'm kissing back. He pulls away before it gets heated.

"Good morning beautiful."

"Good morning handsome."

"Are you going to school today or am I just taking you home and then going by myself?"

"I don't wanna get up..."

"I know, but we have to."

He stretches his hands above his head and then stands up.

"I didn't realise you were shirtless...wow."

"Ugly...I know."

"Hey, Mikey don't say that."

"I'm not buff or fit, there are so many people for you. I'll leave you open...I won't you tie you down in a relationship with this loser."

I stand up and wrap my arms around his neck. Then I kiss him with so much passion, when I pull away I peck his nose again.

"Ask me Mikey..."

"Ok...Sophie Savannah Sugg would you..."

He gets down on one knee and grabs my hands in his.

"Sophie Savannah Sugg, would you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes!"

He stands up and hugs me, lifting me off the ground and spinning us around. When he puts my feet back on the ground he kisses me again. He steps away from me to grab some clothes from his dresser. He walks out across the hall to another room. I see a random book sitting on his bedside table, I know it's wrong to snoop but what can I say...I'm no good girl.