Unpredictable ~LH & MC~

fifteen

{Emily's POV}

Michael and I decide to leave the school rather quickly. Neither of us really have any interest in being here. We sit in the car and I grab the aux cord. I pull up All Time Low's music on my phone. I hit shuffle and "Stella" comes on first. We listen to All Time Low for the next 10 minutes until we get to Michael's house.

"I'm hungry," Michael says as he pouts and looks at me.

"What do you want to eat?" I say, chuckling at his two year old faces.

"I don't even know. Let's go explore the kitchen." He says as he finally gets the door unlocked.

We make it to their large kitchen and Michael starts pulling stuff out of the pantry. He looks at things for a second and puts them back or sets them by me. I just laugh as he continues to do this. Eventually, he is satisfied with the random chips and candy he has grabbed.

We walk upstairs and end up in Michael's room. He sets up his TV and DVD player. We decide to watch "The Nightmare Before Christmas" after a few minutes of disagreeing. This is my favorite movie actually so I'm fine with it. Michael puts all of his snacks on the bedside table and we lay on his bed. He scoots really close to me and I lean into his side. He places his arm around me, and I lay my head on his chest. It feels nice to just lay with Michael like this. He places a gentle kiss on my head as we watch the movie.

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The movie ends and we lay here for a little bit. I sit up to stretch out and smile at Michael as he watches me. 

"Where are you going?" Michael asks as I sit up.

"No where, I'm stretching." I laugh at his worry.

"Oh, alright." He smiles as I stretch my arms above my head.

He sits up and stares at me.

"What?" I smile.

"You're so beautiful." He smiles as I put my arms down.

I feel my cheeks heat up,"You're too sweet." I smile.

"Oh hush." He says as wraps his arm around my waist.

He pulls me to him and smiles at me. He gently presses his lips to mine and leaves a soft kiss on my lips.

"I'm hungry." He says.

"Don't you have food right there?" I say, looking at his night side table.

"Oh yeah." He laughs,"I'd rather eat something else." He says with a wink.

"Michael!" I say, gently slapping his chest.

He looks at me with a puppy dog face,"what was that for?"

"Oh hush!" I laugh. I slide over to the open side of the bed.

"It's cold now!" Michael complains.

"Are you ever satisfied?" I look over at him.

"Only by you." He smiles, looking back at me.

"You're such a little flirty fuck," I say smiling at him.

"But you love me," he smiles as he grabs some chips from his table.

"Maybe I do," I say turning on my side to face him.

"You know you do," he sticks his tongue out at me.

"Mr. Clifford, do not stick your tongue out at a lady," I jokingly scoff.

"You're my lady, so it's okay," he giggles.

"If you say so," I turn on to my back, facing the ceiling.

"Everything okay?" His eyes follow me.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just worn out because school sucks."

"I say you start ditching school and hanging out with me."

"Michael Clifford! I do not skip school. What do you want people to start thinking?" I laugh at the idea.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Could you imagine all the things people would come up with? Sometimes people are ridiculous. Luke would kill us both because he thinks school is so important. My mother would kill me because she's paying for me to be there. Katheryn wouldn't have me to talk to. Austin would complain even more about never seeing me and probably start something saying I got pregnant or something random like that. There's no telling."

"Well damn, I was joking. You just went crazy." He starts giggling.

"Well I'm just thinking about it reasonably." I gently laugh.

"Sure," Michael scoffs.

"I know, I know." I smile.

"Guess what I grabbed!" He, almost, yells excitedly.

"What?" I laugh, looking over at him.

"Whip cream!" He says as he shoots it in the general direction of me.

It gets all in my hair on that side, down my neck, at the top of my chest, and even splattered some on to my pants and stomach.

"Michael, you're a mess!" I laugh, trying to get it out of my hair.

"I really wasn't trying to get that in your hair," he looks worriedly over at me.

"It's okay, you can get away with it this once," I look at over at him, getting it on the pillow and his bed.

"Now there's more on my sheets!" He whines.

"You did it!"

"Fine, let me help you then." He smirks.

He moves over and positions himself over me. He starts kissing down my neck, turning his lips white too. He does his best to get as much as he can at one time, but he is also trying to make sure he doesn't creepily lick my chest or neck. I chose the right day to wear a v-neck shirt. He gets most of it, then I notice some down under my shirt where he can't see it. I go to get it with my finger and he slaps my hand away.

"Not today princess," he smirks up at me and pulls my shirt to where he can see it. He kisses from my neck all the way to the last of the whip cream on my chest. He sucks it off and looks up at me.

He crawls further up my body back to where his face meets mine. I smile and press my lips to his. Then I remember that I'm supposed to be going home around 5:30 and we watched that movie then he put whipped cream all over me. I push him back a little then ask what time it is. Suddenly, I am hoping my mom is getting home late tonight.