Be Careful What You Wish For.

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Michael's P.O.V.

Oh god.

I couldn't kid myself any longer, I was petrified, of course I was. I'd never shared a bed with a gurl before, let alone someone whom I felt I had sexual feelings for.

Would I be able to control myself?
Would she?
What if something happened?
W-what if...she made a move, what if I wouldn't be able to stop myself from playing along with her move?
What if something happened?!
I was getting panicky.

"Mike?!"

Her voice shattered my thoughts. I looked up at her.

"Are you okay? Everything's okay you know, I'm not gonna try anything, I'm not gonna make a move, no one is loosing any virginities tonight! We're just sleeping in the same bed, nothing to worry about! Except for the fact I'm a pretty fidgety sleeper, so apologies in advance if I punch you in the face or kick you up the ass when I'm asleep!" She chuckled.

Not only did her remark make me laugh, it relaxed me.

She'd answered all the questions I had internally asked, I now knew, nothing was going to happen, everything was going to be okay!

It was just sleeping.

She held her arms out to me, I walked around, stood next to the bed for a moment before I relaxed myself again.

Just sleeping. I kept repeating in my head.

I pulled back the other half of the covers, once again she patted the bed next to her where I was about to get in, "Come on Mikey, you look worn out and sleepy!" She said softly as she laid down, her head sinking into the pillow, eventually, I climbed into bed next to her, it felt exhilarating, it felt...right.

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