Beside You: A Michael Clifford Fanfic

Chapter 8- Try To Keep Quiet

   After Jaws, i just kept watching movies. There was nothing else to do in this goddamn house. You either keep to yourself, and stay quiet, or try to be a part of the family and get bitched at for every little fucking thing you've done since birth. To me, It seemed like a no-brainer. I would stay in my room; only leaving occasionally to go to the bathroom or get food. It was almost like being grounded, but on my own terms. I almost left for food at about 6:30, but I could hear Mommy Dearest screaming her fucking brains out at Danny for asking her if she was making dinner. I sure as hell was not leaving my room to enter World War 3, which was taking place in my very own living room. I almost thought of ordering a pizza and telling the delivery boy to just come to my window, to avoid getting eaten alive by my mother. But I changed my mind. I put Friday the 13th on and laid back down in my bed. Halfway through the movie, I was oh so rudely interrupted by someone yelling. My mother.

   "I'M TAKING DANNY TO PIZZA HUT. I'LL BE BACK." No Mom, I don't want food. Let me just eat a bowl of ice cubes and call it a day. I paused the movie and walked out of my room into the kitchen. I made a salad and poured myself a glass of juice. I took my food back in my room to avoid being caught out of it when my mom came back home with Danny. I put the movie back on and ate my food. They came back in a half hour. There was a knock at my door. It wasn't my mom, she never knocked. It must've been Danny. 

   "Come in." Did I really want him to come in...

   "Hi, Livs! I brought you back some pizza!" He handed it to me and he had the biggest smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile back, he looked so happy with himself.

   "Thanks, Bud. Shut the door on your way out." I was glad for real food.It was just one slice but that's alright. I hadn't seen Danny smile like that in months. It made me happy. I ate the pizza while I finished the movie. I looked at the clock. 9:04 p.m.. "One more movie." I thought. By the time it was done, Michael would surely be here. I put Halloween on and got under my blankets. I think I dozed off before i even got to see the first half.

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   "OH FUCK." I opened my eyes from my nap to the sight of Michael trying to fit himself through my window. He'd managed to knock everything off my window sill. I looked at the clock. 1:28 a.m.. 

   "You sure do like go out late, Mikey." I joked with him.

   "Your fucking window is so hard to get into! Help me in" I got out of bed and pulled him in by his arms. 

   "We have to whisper so my mom and brother don't wake up." I whispered to Mikey.

   "That might be an issue." Mikey said, biting his lip. He walked toward the light switch and flicked it down. I couldn't see. Suddenly, I felt his hands on my shoulders. He pushed me down onto my bed and got down ontop of me. 

   "I think I love you, Olivia." Michael whispered into my ear. This sent chills up and down my body. He pushed his lips onto mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. He was being aggressive, I liked it. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and put my hands on the back of his head. He pulled away and bit my bottom lip, I couldn't help but moan in pleasure. He stopped and put his lips against my ear.

   "Try to keep quiet." He whispered. Fuck. I wanted him. I haven't known him long, but I wanted him inside me more than I've ever wanted anything.

   "You try to keep quiet too, Michael." I whispered back in his ear. Almost immediatly, I felt something against my leg. Michael burried his head in my neck and began sucking right under my jaw. I slid my hand down the side of his body and onto his thigh. I stopped my hand directly above his growing bulge. He shivered and began sucking harder on my neck. I pushed him off of my body, which was growing hotter by the second, to pull his shirt off. I took his shirt in both of my hands and lifted it over his head and tossed it onto the floor. He lifted my body up into his arms and kissed me.

   "You're completely sure you want to do this?" Michael asked me. 

   "I've never been more sure about anytihng in my life." I replied. I felt his hands slip down my back and to the bottom of my shirt. He lifted my arms and pulled the hoodie off me. He threw it on the floor next to where his was already. He unhooked my bra and threw it on the floor, too. Michael laid me back down on the bed and kissed me, I kissed him back. His lips left mine and began going down my neck. He took his right hand and placed it behind my neck, and put his left on my right breast . He squeezed it and began massaging it, I moaned out in pleasure.

   "Miiiichaeell" Michael bit my lower lip again, then pushed his lips against my ear.

   "Call me Mikey, Olivia." Oh fuck. He was so sexy. Everything about him. Especially his voice. I began to realise how wet he had made me. I took my hand and unbuttoned his jeans. I rolled him over so I was ontop of him now. I pulled his jeans off his legs and down to his ankles. I slipped them all the way off and let them hit the floor. He grabbed my hips and pulled me ontop of his warm body. He began to pull my sweats off while I was straddling him. He rolled ontop of me again and pulled them down, onto the floor. He took off his boxers and then slid my panties down my legs, to my ankles, and let them hit the floor. His penis was throbbing against my leg. I was ready for him. He pulled the covers over us and kissed me softly on the lips again. Without a word, he slid his hand down my body and spread my legs open. I took him into my hand and he was throbbing like crazy. I kissed his neck and he let out a short, quiet moan. I placed him next to my enterance and wrapped my legs around his waist. He let most of his weight ontop of me, and thrusted himself inside me. Fuck. He was big. I put my hands on his back and in his hair. 

    "Oh shit, Olivia. You're so fucking tight." He thrusted his entire length in me. He began pumping out of me very rapidly. I grabbed at his hair and scratched down his back. He kept going as hard as he could. My back arched in pleasure. 

   "Mikeyyy ohhh godd" I was close I knew I was. He thrusted faster and faster in and out of me, he knew I was reaching my climax and he placed a hand over my mouth.

    "Shhh...quiet babe." He whispered, not missing a thrust. I moaned into his hand. He didn't stop. He wasn't quite finished yet. He thrusted several more times, getting sloppier and sloppier. I felt him twitch and reached his climax and came inside of me. He pulled himself out of me, and fell on the bed next to me. We were both panting. He took me in his arms and pulled me into him. He kissed the top of my head.

   "I love you Olivia. I love every bit of you. Every inch of your body, all of your past, and everything you are. I love you." Nobody had ever said anything like that to me before. I began to cry a bit. But I managed to get it out.

   "I'm in love with you Michael Clifford. All of you."