The Melody of Love

The Melody of Love - Chapter 5

So sorry for not like updating in forever!! Life got hectic!! Anyway here is chappie 6!!

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6 months later.....

Its been 6 months since I was accepted into the band.

Its been 6 months of pranks.

Its been 6 months of sleepovers, high fives, and good times.

Its been 6 months of Michael and his mood swings, and I was getting tired of it.

I guess that was why Sam and I were sitting here, well more like hiding. You see, we had played a prank on everyone except Michael because he scared both me and Sam, but I had gotten over that about a month ago.

"This isn't going to work, Scar," Sam whispered from behind his potted plant.

"Yes it will, but if you keep saying that it won't work," I hissed back.

We had taken and waxed the wood floor in the kitchen really well to where it would be so slippery that even if you had shoes on you would fall. But Sam wasn't sure if it would work, so we took some dish soap and spread it around adding some water to make it a little more slippery.

Our vision was that Michael would come in, walking like normal, would slip on the now smoother than a baby's bottom floor. He would then hit the trip wire we had put in the middle and water balloons would cascade down on him. This would work if he didn't look up and see the see through tarp we had keeping the balloons up in the air.

"Scar he is-" Sam started to whisper over to me, but stopped when our eyes landed on our prey. Michael was just entering the kitchen talking on the phone.

I used the little remote in my hand to start the video camera we had set up over in the bread bin. It was left slightly open so we could video tape the whole thing.

Sam's plant was beginning to shake, and I knew what was happening. He was laughing because we all know that when Michael has a phone call he is in another planet. Ther was no way he would see the little prank we had set up.

"Come on Rachel, give me another chance. I'm sorry I ran out yesterday like I did," I heard Mike asking. He was talking to his girlfriend Rachel. From what I had heard last night, Michael had ditched her on their date which is something he doesn't do, ever. He was too much of a gentleman.

Come on I kept thinking. Just a few more steps!!

"Fine!!" He ended yelling into his phone. Oh boy! He was mad which meant he would be walking across the our trap quicker than we had anticipated. Shit! That meant he could possible get hurt now.

 I don't know why, but that thought hurt me a lot. Just thinking about him getting hurt.

But it was too late for that now. Michael was speed walking right into the snare.

He finally got right between the island and the dining room (only free sapce where he wouldn't get hurt too bad). I gulped loudly as he began to loose his footing.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion from there on.

I saw the look of confusement cross his face right before he began to fall.

His left foot slid forward followed closely by his left, while he quickly yelled out. He began sliding all over the floor, and Michael's right foot hit the trip wire, and the tarp fell away. Thirty water balloons began to fall down on him. The first one was headed right for is face.

He moved his arms to keep it from hitting his face, but he wasn't fast enough. It his him square in the face.

I looked over at Sam, but all I could see was his plant shaking relentlessly. He must think this was hilarious and I'll admit I would be laughing over this in a minute. Right after I make sure he is ok.

The rest of the balloons fell on his body, and then it was silent. Sam was not longer laughing, but peering through the gaps to see what was going to happen next. Michael wasn't moving. His arms were by his sides, but he had yet to move.

"I'm going to give you to the count of three, Sam!" He yelled out suddenly making me flinch by how much anger was behind that yell. "If you don't come out by the count of three, I swear to god I'm going to make your life a living, breathing, and ultimately miserable hell!!!"

My eyes widened as i registered that he thought Sam was the one behind this, not both of us. And did he really mean what he said? He would actually give Sam hell?

Sam didn't budge as Mike yelled out one. I tried to get Sam to see my eyes, but he they were glued on Mike as he got up.

"2!!" Michael yelled.

I made a split decision in less than a minute, and stepped out from behind my plant. Michael's eyes caught me immediately, "Don't yell at Sam. This was all me," I lied taking the blame. I knew Michael, and he wouldn't hate me for too long, He couldn't stay mad at me for more than a few hours.

"Did you seriously do all this?" He asked glaring at me. I knew he was p!ssed, but I just hoped he wouldn't find out Sam was in on it too.

"Yes, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for you to get hurt if you did!" I blurted out trying for the remorseful approach.

I saw a smirk spread across his face, but he said nothing. Then he reached now to the bottom of his shirt, and tugged it up and over his head. My eyes were immediately glued to the almight 8 (his pack).

He knew how to get revenge. His abs were irresistable to me, and he knew it. Michael had caught me staring at them more than once.

His smirk grew even more when he realized I was just staring. My breathing picked up a little as he walked toward me. It was like he was stalking me like a lion.

Michael got right up in front of me. His chest was just centimeters from my hands, and I was itching to touch him, but that would be a little creepy considering we were freinds right?

His arms snaked around my back and pushed me into his chest making me gasp at the feel of them.

Michael chuckled a little, and the next thing I know he's nibbling on my ear! My heart began to hammer in my chest and I couldn't help but let a soft moan escape my mouth. One minute he was being wayyyyy too friendly, and the next minute he was gone.

I opened my eyes to see him laughing his ass off over by the island.

"You should of seen your face!!" He chuckled. I could feel a blush staining my cheeks. He has no idea what he's just done.

"Oh Michael?" I sang out. He looked at me like I was crazy before I continued, "You've just started a war."

And with that I walked out of the kitchen and into the bathroom where I slid to the floor. What had just happened?