Part9

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Me and Michael walked hand in hand up my street, I was getting a bit nervous because I smelt like smoke and I was holding hands with my granddads worst enemy. I had no idea how I'm supposed to keep whatever my relationship with Michael is a secret from him, I tell him everything. "Michael, you need to wait here" I said stopping a few houses away from mine. "Why?" He questioned. I let go of his hand and turned to face him. "Because my grandad will freak if he sees me with you" I said nervously. He chuckled and pressed a kiss to my cheek, and mumbling 'I'll wait her Y/N'.

I jogged up to my house and walked up the steps, I stopped in front of the door and smelt my breath, definitely smelt like I just smoked. "I just won't speak to them until I've brushed my teeth" i thought. I walked through the door and was greeted at the sight of my grandma in the kitchen and my grandad reading his newspaper. "Y/N! Did you had a good day at school dear" my grandma called, walking out of the kitchen. I nodded my head and made my way for the stairs. "Anything happened?" I shook my head a 'no' and proceeded to walk up to my room.

I felt really bad lying, it's killing me.
But I just walked over to my wardrobe and stripped from my school clothes and replaced them with a different pair of black jeans, grey t-shirt, black hoodie and black converse. I left the room and went to the bathroom, picked up my toothbrush and applied a large amount of toothpaste onto the brush. I didn't think that was enough so I grabbed the bottle of mouthwash as put most of the bottle in my mouth, and swirled it about. I brushed my teeth as if I'm getting rid of the devil himself.

After I aggressively brushed my teeth I walked out of the bathroom and ran downstairs. My grandad looked up from his paper with a concern look in his eyes. "Y/N, are you okay?" He asked. "yeah I'm fine" I said reassuringly. "It's just you was in quite of a hurry when you came back from school" he replied. I didn't really like the police interview style of a conversation. "W-well yeah I wanted to hurry and go to the church to help clean up, and then I was going to m-my friends house to watch films" I said hoping he wouldn't ask further. "A friend? Is it a boy?". "Oh god help!" I thought.

"It's my friend Calum"my grandad looked at me for a moment and then nodded his head. "Okay, you can go" yes! "But... I'm picking you up at 11:00"   He continued. "I'm sure I can walk back with mich- Urm I'm sure I could walk home alone" I hoped he didn't catch on about Michael. He put his paper down and looked at me. "He knows, I'm so screwed" I thought. "Nonsense I'm picking you up, now hurry on, the church won't clean itself"he smiled and I walked over to the living room were my grandma was now sat and kissed her cheek. I walked to over to my grandad and did the same.

I walked over to the street to the church, checking my pocket for the keys, which I had, and proceeded up the white stone steps. I took the key from my back pocket and unlocked the door, standing into the church walking down the isle. Then all of a sudden two pale arms were wrapped around my waist and a muffled 'hi princess'

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