Michael's P.O.V
Paige and I got up from the table, as soon as Taylor bolted out the door.
"Well that was odd.", I commented.
" She is always quiet or weird when something is wrong.", Paige piped up, " It's almost like she avoids it."
I shrugged and unlocked the car, Paige following me.
" What do you want to do when we get home?" , I spoke breaking the awkward but comfortable silence between us.
" We could hang out, maybe cuddle?", Paige asked with a curious face.
" Yeah!", I muttered under my breath.
Paige chuckled at my response, and I just kept thinking what we could do at home. I am a teenage boy after all. I can just picture how beautiful she looks standing there, just her by herself. I can't wait until we get home. As we pulled into her driveway I could hear her say something, but with her words not being very clear, I shrugged.
" We need to get upstairs now! My Moms car is pulling up.", she groaned and bolted out of the car.
I quickly followed her my mind moving my legs for me. I ran upstairs, tucked Paige into her bed and ran into her bathroom to grab a wet wash cloth. I dampened the cloth, and then proceeded to put it on Paige's face.
" Paige?", her mom called out, walking up the stairs.
She shrieked when she saw me, making Paige jump.
" What are you doing in my house ? Wait, you're that Michael kid. Right?", She asked .
" Yeah. I mean yeah ma'am.", I said holding my hand out, " I'm Michael Clifford, nice to meet you Mrs. Perreira."
"Nice to me eat you too! But you can just call me Kristina.", she smiled ," well I guess you have my daughter taken care of . Be home at 5:30, dong do anything I wouldn't do. "
She walked out the door, I looked at Paige with a strained look.
" I forgot I never actually met your mom. You know I never really did this either. " I said to her and got down on both of my knees.
" Paige Perreira, I have known you for a month now, your laugh, smile, you in general you make me the happiest teenage boy in the world. Will you be my girlfriend?", I asked.
"Yes I will.", she pretended to wipe her fake tears.
I got up and kissed her on the lips. How could one girl make my feel this way? Her soft hands went up to my face, slowly entangling them in my hair. I pulled away and looked her in the eye.
" I love you Paige.", I said not moving my gaze anywhere else.
" I. Love. You. Too.", she said pecking my lips between every word, the last kiss after too lasting a big longer.
" So what do you want to do it's only like 10:27?", I asked Paige expecting an answer right away.
But instead of an answer, she looked up like she was thinking about something. Then she pulled the covers over her head and giggled.
" What does that mean?", I said and watched her figure shrug in response.
" we could play video games at your house." , she said almost inaudible.
I nodded even though she couldn't see me. I took the covers off of her and picked her up bridal style. I walked downstairs and out Paige's front door, she locked the doors. While we went across the street, she talked about her father playing Call of Duty. And paused, she continued talking saying he was away on a business trip trying to get his previous job he had in California. Once we got to my house I set her on the couch.
" Can we play CoD?", I asked her.
She nodded her head, as I plopped the disk in the Xbox.
" Here is the remote.", I smiled at her .
"Where is your remote? ", she asked me.
" I'm going to teach you how to play.", I said more excitedly then I thought I would.
She started the game, and as it loaded I crawled behind her. Once it loaded, I wrapped my hands around her waist, guiding he hands and teaching her how to play. She showed my there was many ways to kill the game character than I thought. Her phone went off the 6th time she had died in the new game.
" Taylor texted me. I'm going to call her be right back." , Paige chirped up a bit.
I nodded and she returned after 10 minutes.
" Long talk I guess, huh?", I wondered what could possibly take that long.
" Yeah. She said that she was having boy trouble on who to pick and what not." , Paige
" Who are these boys?", I gave her a look that , I hope, made her think that I was incredibly interested.
She bit her lip, " Ash and Luke."
" Really?", I said, my jaw hanging low.
"Yeah. But Ash has a girlfrie-", I cut her off.
" He broke up with her a week after Taylor arrived. He said that she was cheating on him, he found out.", I spoke almost to fast.
" Oh well I guess we will find out what happened when they get home.", she shrugged.
"I guess so.", I responded to her, wrapping my arms around her waist again.
