Michael woke up. Not in panic, like most people would, but calmly he opened his eyes. It was a dream. It was all a dream. He was holding Amelia tight in his arms, and she was asleep. He let go of her and stood up. Yesterday was great. They went out and walked for a bit, and then she kissed him. It came as a surprise, he thought he would be the first one to take a step, but no. He walked over to the counter and put on the water heater for Amelia.
When he'd got dressed the water was heated and he made two cups of tea. He also took some grapes and put them on a plate. The laptop that was laying on the table was quickly on and he put on a episode of the walking dead.
Amelia woke up, seconds later and looked confused around her.
"Grapes?"
She questioned.
"Obviously"
He answered and put the computer on her lap.
"Why did you bring me grapes if I may ask" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
"Because you love them"
"How'd you know?"
He smiled and pointed at the fridge.
"Your fridge is full of them"
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grapes | clifford
Fanfiction@liaxgrapegurl: jet black nails, jet black hair, jet black soul. @Michael5SOS: jet black heart - Read Hello Beautiful before this one if you want to get a backstory on this one, but it's not really necessary (:
