Wrapped Around Your Finger (M.C)

Chapter 12 || You know that we're dating right?

Chelsea

When we were leaving the walk was cold and silent, I shivered.

"Oh here." Michael said taking off his jacket and putting it around me.

I smiled and reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek, he grabbed my hand and we finished our way back.

I wasn't great at this, I was still awkward and didn't know how to act. I was scared to ruin this already. When the elevator door closed, I immediately jumped into his arms causing him to fall back into the wall.

"My mums probably home." I smirked, kissing his neck softly. "But I've wanted to do this all day."

He smiled and then our lips collied, until the elevator door was wide open once again, a little boy and his mother waiting for us to leave. I got down and took off quietly to my door of embarrassment but Michael caught up to me grabbed me and kissed me once more.  I saw the door open and my mum was standing there.

"Hey!" She said excitedly.

"I'll just be going." Michael coughed.

I gave him a friendly hug, not over looking the friendship we were trying to show, I stepped inside and closed the door.

"And where were you 2?" My mum asked.

"Out." I answered.

"Again? Like where?"

"Why do you wanna know?" I rolled my eyes." We just went out? Okay? God."

"Like on a date?" She asked.

"No mum we're just uh friends." I sighed heading to my room, I understand she wanted to talk but I couldn't talk about it. I returned shortly after.

"So." I said.

"We need to talk about what's appropriate and what's not."

"Oh?" I replied, questioningly.

"Yeah," she hissed. "For starters like when Michael stayed the night. You need to put up boundaries and such, you will sleep by yourself and not in the same room as them."

I forgot all about how she had obviously known he stayed the night.

"What about Michael?" I joked with her.

"What about him?"

"Nothing." I laughed.

She shook her head.

"If they are bothering you or making you feel uncomfortable, you call me I will make sure it gets taken care of."

"Mum," I said, annoyed again. "that would never happen, and since when do you care if someone hurts me?"

I regretted what I said immediately by the look she gave me.

"They're teenage boys Chels, they like to be inappropriate.." She sighed.

I quietly spoke.

"yeah and so was.."

"What??" My mum asked.

"Nothing."

"Wait, you didn't do anything with any of them? Did you?" She questioned.

"well maybe.." i blushed of embarrassment.

"CHELSEA ELIZABETH FOURNIER, you are 17 and that is not appropriate, they're in there 20's aren't they?"

I felt like I was about to freak out on her.

"YES MUM IM 17, not 12 at least it was just Michael." I replied knowing I should have kept my mouth shut.

"I don't- Were you guys safe?"

"Mum I wasn't born yesterday, we learn all of this stuff as we go along."

She sighed and put her head down.

I looked down as I was now feeling way to much shame.

"Whatever, just-"

"Mum, I promise I won't do anything when we are on the tour." I spoke.

"Let's just drop it for now."

I nodded in agreement not knowing if I would do anything again.

"Anyways," She said as she handed me a credit card. "You have a 1,000$ limit so don't waste it, it's for emergencies only, okay?"

"Okay." I sighed.

"Whats wrong now?" She asked, annoyed.

"I'm just tired mum, I need sleep."

"Go to bed then, grumpy." she hissed.

"Can Michael come over?" I jokingly suggested as I got up and started walking away.

"I mean as long as nothing happens." She answered.

I immediately stopped in my tracks and turned.

"I like Michael," she smiled. "He could be good for you."

I laughed without showing her.

"I mean you guys are only friends? What's the harm?" She answered.

"Friends that had sex?" I said Covering my mouth as I grabbed my phone and texted him to come over here.

When he had arrived my mother decided to make conversation with him and I was getting really tired.

"Peace." I said heading to my Bedroom, Michael got up and followed me, I took a few steps back into my mothers view.

"You know that we are Actually dating right?" I laughed.

"What-" she started.

"Goodnight!" I yelled trampling back off to my room locking the door.

Michael was laying stomach down, spread out like a starfish.

"I told her." I said looking down, he picked his head up.

"It's good you told her, I want her to trust me, and not think its weird that we are close."

"Well I told her about both things actually." I stammered.

"What did you say exactly?" He questioned.

"Well she kind of found out we you know.."

"How?" He questioned again, surprised.

"She just kind of asked and I was just like uh and then she just assumed and I was like yeah, But I told her it was only with you."

"Well it was only with me, right?" He sighed.

"Yes Michael, And I just now told her that we were dating.." I looked down.

He planted his face straight on to the bed.

"I want your mom to like me, not think I'm a pedophile."

I walked over and curled up next to him, and he sat up and wrapped his arms around me.

We mostly talked about the tour and whatever until I fell asleep.

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