London Love

Chapter 6

"Michael!" I shouted knocking on his front door like a mad woman. "Open the door!" It started to rain heavily outside and I was drenched. "Alright I'm coming." I heard him say behind the door. Kmt, this boy is so damn annoying. I was waiting out here for so long and now I'm all wet. I kissed my teeth in frustration.

The door swung open showing Michael with a huge grin, if I wasn't so cold right now I would have slapped his perfect smile off of his face. I walked straight passed him and into the living room. "Nah man. Come I'll give you some dry clothes." I cut my eyes at him and followed him to his room.

Michael threw me a fresh t-shirt and an old pair of jogging bottoms. "There probably a bit big for you but just wear them until your clothes are dry." He said.

"Thanks." I said and staggered off into the bathroom to get changed. As I threw on the clothes that Michael gave me, they hung loosely along my body. Rummaging through my bag I took out a hairband and tied my wet hair into a messy bun.

The reason I had come to Mike's in the first place was because I hadn't seen him since the fight. I know it wasn't my place to get involved but still I wanted to know why that happened.

Once I was done, I placed my wet clothes on the radiator in the bathroom and headed straight to the living room. I sat beside Michael and stared blankly at the TV. I felt him place his arm around my shoulder, which got us closer together. My boy smelt sexy! Haha that sounds so weird init. I chuckled to myself. "What?" Michael said sounding amused himself. "Nothing. just thinking." I replied giving him a side glance. "I missed you, you know." I smiled in return. "Awww likkle Mikey missed me." I cooed knowing very well that I was at the verge of annoying him. He gave me a straight face. "Don't start." I giggled at him. "So what have you been up to, without me around?"

"Nothing. Just jamming with the mandem."

I nodded my head in understanding. "The other night I never really spoke to you properly init, you know cos of what happened." He paused "What were you doing with Tyrone and Jerome I swear you don't like them?" I was taken aback by his question. "Well Chantel phoned me before and was like let's go cinema. So obviously I was like yeah." Michael watched me intently.

"When I went I had no idea she had invited them..." I didn't really tell him everything that happened especially the feelings that I had developed for Jerome.

"Oh. That fight that broke out was just the beginning init. Kyle is still pissed."

"Why don't your brother like em?"

"They haven't always hated each other. But one day a few years back tings got bad."

*2 years ago*

Michael's P.O.V

"Hurry up Michael." Kyle shouted out at me from the other side of the shop. I grabbed a random bottle of vodka off a shelf and followed him out from where we had broken in. Well obviously, me and Kyle were not your good boy type. This wasn't the first time we raided a shop and didn't get caught. Kyle and I always end up doing some crazy shit and this is just the start on what we do.

As we walked along the road I opened up the bottle of vodka and put it to my lips. There was no one in sight at this time of night so nobody would see what mischief we were up to.

"We're actually too good." Kyle said breaking the silence.

"Ahlie, that was mad! That teaches that fool of a shop keeper to get rude to you, init." We both laughed

"Where to now?" I asked taken another gulp of vodka.

"Come we go Nathan's. All the mandem are there as well."