Body Switch (A 5SOS Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen

CHAPTER SIXTEEN!! :D

(This chapter has been edited for mistakes)      

---Nikki's POV---

I attempted to roll over, but was held fast by arms wrapped around me. My face was tucked into a warm, naked chest, that smelled amazing. Honestly, now I didn't want to move, but the urge to pee suddenly hit me. I opened my eyes and looked up, only to see Michael's sleeping face inches away from mine. 

My mind flooded with thoughts of what had happened after his "We need to talk" thing yesterday.

***flashback*** 

"W-what do we need to talk about?" I stuttered, I couldn't think straight as my heart beat quickened. He stepped a bit closer, so that we were barely an inch apart at our closest points. 

"You know what we need to talk about," he said, his voice low and husky. I wanted so bad just to lean in and cover those beautiful lips with my own, but I knew that it would be impossible for me to do that as long as I was Luke. 

"N-no I--" I started, but he cut me off. 

"The kiss, Nikki. And what happened afterward," he sighed, unintentionally blowing his breath in my face. I stopped breathing as the alluring, minty scent hit me full on. 

"Nikki?" he said softly, my eyes flicking up to meet his. Want shined through, melting inside those beautiful multicolored irises. At the moment, they looked a dark green-blue, as his emotions pushed through. 

"Nikki. I didn't mean it. When I said that I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have, but not for the reason you thought. Its only because you're in Luke's body that I shouldn't. It makes it awkward. And I want to kiss you. God knows how much I really want to kiss you. But that's the thing: I want to kiss YOU. Your body, your mind, your lips, your face. I want YOU, not you in Luke. Because really, who would want to kiss their best friend, who they weren't in love with? I don't love Luke like I love you," he said. 

I understood, I really did. And I tried to keep all that he said in mind, but all that stood out to me were the last three words he had spoke. 

"You love me?" 

"Yes, I do. I've never felt this way about anyone before. Honestly, it scares me a bit," he replied. 

"I love you, too, Michael," I said softly and wrapped my arms around his waist. 

"Nikki?" 

I looked up into his eyes, which were now a grey-blue. 

"Let's go to bed." 

I nodded and he led me out of the building to the tour bus, where Ash and Calum had been waiting with the rest of the crew and our stuff to move onto the next location of the tour. Both had fallen asleep before we had got there, though. Calum was passed out on the front couch, and Ash was laying across the bunk hallway, his bottom half on his bunk, his top half on Calum's. 

Michael pulled his shirt and pants off, leaving him in his boxers, and laid in his bunk. 

"Come on," he tugged on the end of my shirt. I giggled and pulled my pants off, keeping my shirt on, and climbed in with him.

***end flashback***

I tugged on Michael's arm to try to loosen his grip, but it only tightened further. I sighed and started poking his face and whispering his name.