Awakening Demons/ Michael Clifford

Bee sting

Morgan's pov
"Morgan" Michael yelled. "Your back. Are you ok? What happened? Are you hurt?" Michael threw a million questions at me.

"I'm fine Mikey" I giggled. "I got lost and my phone died that's all" I didn't want to mention meeting my mom again. He probably wouldn't believe me.

"I tried to stay up but I fell asleep around 2am what time did you get home?" He pulled me into his lap as he spoke. My back was to his front.

"Almost 5" I whispered and leaned my head back against his shoulder. I closed my eyes again.

"Jesus Christ babe are you sure your alright?" Michael said running his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah" I turned around and cuddled into his chest.

"Do you want breakfast?"

"Sure" I smiled into his chest. He stood up and I giggled and wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked both of us to the kitchen and put me down on the counter. He started rummaging through the cabinets before turning around with pancake mix and a goofy grin on his face. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Yeah?" He questioned and wiggled his eye brows. I gave a small nod and hopped off the counter.

I took the box from him and put some in a bowl. His arms wrapped around my waist easily lifting me up. He put me back on the counter where I was before.

"But-"

"I said I'm making breakfast" Michael said.

"I want to help" I pouted.

"No" I frowned and tried getting past him off the counter.

"Babe no" he laughed.

"Ugh your so difficult" I groaned.

"Now stay" he order and went back to the bowl.

"I'm not a dog Michael"

"No but your adorable like one" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I groaned again and watched him start cooking them. I sat for a few more minutes before hopping off the counter to help him.

"Hey I said I'm doing it" he pouted.

"Mikey your burning it" I suppressed a laugh. "Who taught you how to cook?"

"Self taught" he smiled proudly.

"Well mister" I poked his chest. "You messed up breakfast and we don't have any other food"

"We could always go out" he suggested.

"Let's go" I skipped to the door while he got the car keys. He swung them around his finger and they went flying into a bush. We both stared at each other in shock before bursting out laughing.

"I can't do anything right today" he laughed. He went over to the bush and started looking for the keys. Not even a minute later he yelped and grabbed his arms. He turned around and I could see the tears in his eyes.

"The bee s-stung me" he whimpered.

"Aww Mikey it's ok. Just come inside" I gave him a small smile and grabbed his other arm.

I put a Spider-Man bandaid where he got stung and kissed all around it.

"We could always get pizza" I watched his eyes light up.

"Ok" he laughed. He sat on the couch while I ordered the pizza.