Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

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MICHAEL'S POV

I felt so relieved that I finally let it out. I still had to confess more. But after that, no more secrets.

...Right?

ASHLEY'S POV

I felt happy for some reason. I mean, I didn't like him that way, do I? I do like him... But I like him as a friend would a friend. I liked him no more than a friend.

Or do I?

I don't understand what the fuck is going on with myself.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered. My rude act completely falling apart.

"Y-yeah." He stutteted back. "I have never felt this way towards anyone before. And I think what we have is more. But this is all so confusing to me. Like, I'm gay. At least, I'm supposed to be gay. No, no I don't think anyone is supposed to be gay. I think I'm gay. Fuck, I liked Ashton. I like Zac Efron to say the least. I don't know why, but when it comes to you, I just wanna be involved in whatever it is." He stopped to shake his head and chuckle at himself. "When you enter the room, it's like I've entered Heaven. Cliché, I know, but it's literally the truth. When you laugh, you create that enticing smile that brightens my whole day. You even look beautiful as a hallucination or even an inagination. I've pictured you in a dream or nine. It's awful. Don't get me wrong, you are amazing in every single way. I love dreaming about you and all. But not when it's a we-"

He began to ramble and look away. I smiled and stood up, walking over to him. I cupped his cheeks and pulled him to me. My hands slid down to his shoulders as I was bent over the table.

His hands found my waist and he rested them there. I smiled into the kiss. Then I soon stopped to focus on the feeling of his soft lips on mine. When I did, he began to smile into the kiss. It made me happy that I was causing his smile.

We broke apart for only a mere second before he pulled me back to kiss me again. It ended a lot shorter than I would've wanted it. And a lot sooner than the last. I pulled away, only stopping a few centimeters away. I slowly started to flicker my eyes open. He was already grinning like a fool.

I giggled and sat back down, crossing my arms over my chest once again. This time, I had a playful smirk resting on my face.

"That was beautiful." Emily spoke from the cashier's counter. She had her hands clasped together as she stared at us in absolute awe.

"Shut up." I said, sinking further into my seat. A blush rose onto my cheeks and I used my hair to cover it. "Whyyy."

I mumbled into my hair in a whine. Michael chuckled from across of me and it was beautiful. It only made me realize just how much I liked him.

"You're so adorable." He blurted out, making me blush even harder.

"Stop." I whined again. I felt his hands cup my hands, pulling them away from my cheeks. My hair fell from my hands and landed in front of my shoulders, over my chest.

MICHAEL'S POV

She stared up at me with her eyes slightly wider than normal. I looked down at her and almost melted from the skin contact.

Her bottom lip protruded slightly to form this absolutely adorable pout. It was so cute, I had to keep my not-so-inner-but-kinda-outer fangirl down. It was standing so straight, it was embarrassing British royalites everywhere.

I leaned in to her ear to whisper, "Let's get out of here."

She grinned widely and stood up quickly, grabbing my hands and running out of the café.