Part Twenty Seven

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Kelsey's P.O.V.

My eyes narrowed.

"Michael?" I asked.

Stupid question - of course, it's him. But he looks...

"Are you okay?" I asked again.

His eyes were the shade of black, the same shade I once saw him with the day he told me he was wearing contacts. Well, I don't mind that, maybe he just felt like wearing it again. But he was a lot paler than his usual. The veins on his neck were popping out.

My eyes widen in realization. I know him, I thought. He isn't just Michael - he's something else. But... how? How did he get here? Is that why he's with... I saw... because... damn!

I should have realized who he was. Should have realized what he was.

"What's bothering you, Kelsey?" He asked, smirking. His eyes were stating deeply into mine.

"I know you," I muttered, stepping away from him. "Why are... how did you ge---"

But before I can even finish it, I slipped. He caught me seconds before I fell. His one hand was gripping my arm tightly whilst the other was supporting my back. Our eyes locked and, right then, it felt different.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked curiously. His right eye was getting back to its normal shade.

I can smell his addicting scent as he leaned closer, closing the gap between us.

"No," I muttered.

His lips were pressed into mine. At first, I didn't make any move. I didn't kiss him back - until the butterflies in my tummy gave in. And, the next thing I know, we were at some room at the 8th floor of a nearby hotel, stripping each others' clothes off.

Yeah, they did the "thing". I'm just too lazy to get into details but, yeah, Kelsey and Mikey fucked. You're welcome!

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