Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 20 - "That's her favourite threat"

Michael and I lay on my bed cuddling for a while. Since I wasn't facing him, I felt brave enough to talk to him about things he needed to know.

"Michael can I tell you a few things?" I asked quietly.

"Of course you can baby," he murmured into my neck.

"When I was fifteen I almost died," I started the conversation bluntly.

"What? How?"

"I tried to kill myself," my voice was low, and I could feel myself trembling slightly. "All I remember is I woke up in hospital with my mum, Toby and Matty crying, and Megan broke up with me because of it."

"Megan?" he asked.

"My ex girlfriend," I told him, hating myself for letting it slip so early. "I'm bisexual."

"I'm glad you feel like you can trust me enough to tell me these things," every word he said was gentle, loving.

"So yeah I tried to end it all and I dated girls as well as boys."

"I'm happy that it didn't work when you tried, because if it had I never would have met you, and I completely accept that," he said. "I know coming out to anyone must be hard, let alone me." I nodded.

"I almost got kicked out when my mum found out."

"Really?"

"She thought I didn't like any boys and she was pissed that she might never get grandkids, but when I explained she calmed down a bit."

"I love you," he said out of nowhere. "I love that you're willing to tell me these really personal things, even though you have no idea how I might react." I rolled over in his arms to face him, and he kissed me softly.

"I love you too." I tugged on the bottom of his tshirt, and he shifted his weight as if he was about to take it off, but we were interrupted when Joey leapt on my bed and nestled himself between me and Michael. I shook my head, laughing, then grabbed Michael's hand. "We're less likely to be interrupted in my dorm." He nodded and we ran to the car, pausing only for me to lock the door and replace the key. As he drove, I ran my hand up and down his thigh, tracing swirls and patterns gently into his skin. His breath caught in his throat as he swung the car into a parking space, then we ran back to my dorm. I fell on the bed, unzipping my hoodie, and he pulled his top off.

"I- fucking- love- you," he said in between kissing my neck. I sunk into the bed, my back arched, when I paused.

"Hang on, there's something digging in my back," I told him. I reached under me and produced a pair of handcuffs, which I proceeded to throw across the room in horror. "Ew, oh my God!" Michael burst out laughing.

"No way do you own those."

"I don't! They must be Grace's!" The thought of her and Ashton using them made me want to throw up. He grabbed them and waved them about with a smirk plastered on his face. "Stop, oh my God Michael!"

"Why baby? Not into that kind of stuff?"

"Fuck no," I rolled my eyes. He tossed them away and straddled my waist.

"Good thing I can cope without them then." He pulled off my top and began kissing down my body. I reached to undo my bra when the door opened and Grace walked in. She looked at us and sighed.

"If you're gonna be fucking in here please do it quietly, I have work to do." I looked at Michael and burst out laughing.

"Grace we found something of yours," I said, pulling my top back on. She frowned. "On your bed."

"Fuck off," she said as soon as she noticed the handcuffs.

"Kinky," Michael said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You look fucking weird Michael don't do that," I instructed, to which he shrugged. He rolled off my waist and lay down next to me, and Grace pulled out a book and ignored us completely.

"You said we were less likely to be interrupted," he whispered in my ear, causing shivers down my spine.

"I didn't say we wouldn't be though," I replied.

"Can we go back to mine?" I shook my head.

"I'm quite happy cuddling here." I pulled my Macbook onto the bed and stuck Netflix on, putting two sets of headphones into a splitter so as not to disturb Grace. We cuddled for a while, watching House, M.D., and at about 7 he yawned.

"I"d best be on my way," he said, and I nodded. He kissed me, then spoke again. "Look after yourself, call me if you need anything." Then he was gone, and Ashton appeared in his place.

"Hey Gracie," he said, kissing her. I pulled the covers up to my chin, focussing on the show as they talked, and he came and sat on my bed. "You alright Flora?" I nodded.

"Thank you for looking after me."

"It's good, don't want my little one struggling."

"I'm not your little one, that's Grace."

"Nope, she's my kitten." I slapped his arm.

"You disgust me. I found your handcuffs earlier."

"Makes things interesting."

"Stop," I ordered, and he smiled.

"Just saying," he laughed, then got off my bed, rubbing my shoulders. "See you soon little one."

"Call me that again and I'll chop off your toes one by one."

"She will," Grace said without looking up. "That's her favourite threat." Ash shook his head and walked out. "Right, I've bought 4 different colours of hair dye and we are goimg to have a girly evening and dye our hair amd sing really badly." She spread out four boxes, and I looked over them briefly before selecting the lilac, figuring it would work with my already bleached hair. Grace pulled on her gloves and started to rub the dye into my hair, singing Justin Bieber incredibly loudly.

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sorry to end the chap there but grace needs to read it bye
ive just had the weirdest thing happen to me
so im home alone and theres a knock at the door so i go to get it and there is a small child with no parent and im like wtf and he just kind of smiles at me and then i hear my next door neighbour like where are you so i pick him up and deliver him home but that was weird i have 0 experience with kids

somg of the chapter: rise by selena gomez