Gone girl- M.G.C

Chapter 2

Michael POV

I grumbled when I was awoken from my peaceful slumber by Ashton. I'd rather be waken up by Willow. Dream on Michael, dream on. I pulled out my earbuds and looked at him. "What?" I said. "We're here." He spoke, getting out of the van. I gave a small nod, climbing out of the van. I walked next to Luke as we went into the building. We sat down and talked with each other for a bit. I didn't talk that much cause I didn't have that much to say either. During the interview I let Ash en and Calum do the talking, me and Luke being the most quiet through the interview. Luke usually didn't talk that much so that was nothing new. But me being quiet and not throwing in a sassy comment here and there, is something new. My bandmates looked at me on a weird way. Probably cause I've never been this quiet and they don't know about Willow. We continued the interview for the rest of the morning and went home after taking some pictures with fans. I gave my best smile and went back to the hotel with the other three. 

It was around midnight when I was sitting against the headboard, scrolling through my phone. I looked up from my phone when Willow climbed through the window. "Hey." she spoke, voice soft and velvety. I smiled slightly at her. "Hi." I replied, eyes not leaving her as she walked towards me. I put my phone aside and looked at her as she sat down next to me. "So...I didn't have anything else to do and well...why not give you a visit?" she looked at me and I admired her. She looked adorable and pretty and I wanted to hold her in my arms so badly...but that wouldn't happen. A small smirk formed on my lips as I ran my fingertips up her leg. "Good choice darling." I spoke huskily before we were both getting rid of our clothing. Soon we were both a mes of sweating bodies and tangeling tongues. 

After our moment of bliss we layed next to each other in silence. The only sound was the sound of our fast breathing. Both of our bodies were covered in a small layer of sweat as we tried to regain our breaths. We looked at each other and grinned softly. "You got me too tired to go home Clifford. I'm staying here if you don't mind." She spoke. Of course I didn't mind, I'd be crazy if I did. "Course not. You need like a shirt?" I asked her, standing up. She nodded and put her underwear back on as I got in mu boxers and took an old shirt of mine out of my suitcase. I handed it to her and watched as she put it on and it fell at her thighs. "Michael your clothes are way to big on me. "She giggled. That was one of the prettiest sounds ever. I layed down next to her again and flicked the bedside lamp off. I pulled her in my arms as she pulled the blankets over us and nuzzled more against me. I smiled broadly and looked at the girl of my dreams that slept in my arms. I felt like the happiest man in the world. And at moments like this, I am the happiest man in the world. I'm sure it would end next morning, but at this moment it didn't matter. All that mattered was me, Willow, and a good sleep to end this night.

Hope you like chapter 2 ;) 

xx-xWolfHemmingsx