Rasasvada//MGC

Chapter 11

"HAPPY THREE MONTHS DOFUS!!!" Michael screamed in my ear scaring me awake. I groaned trying to roll away from him but he grabbed my hips keeping me in place. "Mikey noooo. Leave me alone," I giggled squirming around. "Love me then I will," he said laying on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his waist rubbing his back. We stayed like that for a while not much happening that is until I felt pressure on my neck.
"Michael what are you doing?"
"Michael don't you dare"
"Michael I swear if-"
"Oops," he smirked moving his head away. "Why did you do that you know I can't cover it up"
"Exactly I want people to know you're mine"
"Can I give you one"
"No I have shows. I'm professional" I rolled my eyes before I threw my leg over him and flipped us over. He sat up laying us back down on the bed and I pushed his chest sitting us backup. Before he could protest, I grabbed the back of his neck pulling him in for a kiss. I slowly moved down to his neck giving him a hickey before he realized shoving me off. "You have to be kidding me Rosalie. I get it I'm hot but damn you're not a piranha," he laughed. "Okay but do you see what you did to my neck? Calum's going to think we did it again," I whined squishing his cheeks together. He said good before capturing my lips in another kiss.

The boys had a short break off from tour so Michael and I went back to Australia to see his family. His mother was welcoming and asked me questions about Michael and I and why it took us so long to make it official. After dinner, we went up to his room and did pretty much nothing. Okay well I did nothing, Michael started playing videos blocking out anything that wasn't fictional. I sighed flopping back on his pillow playing with the bottom of my shirt. Is it wrong to be jealous of a gaming system? Yes it is. I groaned rolling over shoving my head in a pillow until I felt soft kisses going up my spine. "Mikey?," I questioned and the kisses stopped. "I was talking to you about what you wanted to do without realizing you were sleeping," He said as I flipped over. I glanced over at the clock seeing it was 8:30 am. "Did you not sleep?" I asked sitting up wrapping my arms around his waist. "I did. I woke up at 8 and got bored," He replied shrugging his shoulders. We laid around in his bed until noon just chatting about things. I laid my head on his chest hearing his heart sped up. "Are you okay?" I asked sitting up. He nodded turning his head away from me, his cheeks becoming pink. "Tell me," I said turning his face towards me.
"You promise me you won't run away from me?"
"I promise"
"You don't even have to say it back but I've been thinking about this for a while. I've held my tongue when I felt it creeping up but I love you. Everything about you," Michael said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. He loves me? He can't actually mean that. No one loves me not even myself. I'm disgusting and weird, I don't know what love is. Well that is if Michael isn't the definition of love because to me love means him. I felt like I was about to pass out.
"Hey hey hey. Gorgeous you don't have to say it back. I'm not mad I just thought I should tell you before it slipped out one day. I understand," He said rubbing my back.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. Michael shook his head telling me everything was okay but he didn't understand. I was sorry he loved someone who didn't even love themself.