Don't Stop | Michael Clifford

Chapter 87

"You wouldn't think it was going to rain as much as it does, huh?" I laugh, lying in Michael's arms as I stare out the window.

"Definitely not," Michael joins and I feel him press a kiss to my neck. "Kind of annoying though."

"Yeah, prevents us from doing a lot of things these days."

"I can think of something we can do," Michael chuckles, making me turn my head to look at him, seeing exactly what I thought I would; a huge grin, mixed with a smirk. I roll my eyes at him. His hand was, as always, traveling up and down my waist casually, which was the best feeling in the world these days, because only he has done it to me, in that way where it's not necessarily sexual, but it's just nice. I don't know how many times I've fallen asleep to it.

It had been raining pretty much nonestop these last two days, which we had spend inside the car, but we were running low on food so it would be nice if it stopped soon. We'd pretty much only watched movies, talked and well... other things that can kill the time. We've only ever left for bathroom visits.

A cute smile then forms on Michael's face, which I naturally think twice about, because some of his ideas when he has that smile has involved me hurting myself. Like this one time, we were bored, and he decided it would be fun to jump in my bed. I ended up falling down from it. Surprisingly nothing happened. He decided to play Hot Lava, and there I ended up falling down and sprained my wrist. It was nothing too bad, and I started laughing hysterically when I fell. That night Michael and I was supposed to go out for dinner, but ended up waiting 4 hours at the hospital to get told basically when I already knew. But, don't most hospital visits go like that?

"What are you doing?" I laugh as Michael makes sure he doesn't have anything in his pockets, then grabs his phone and turns on the bluetooth speaker we brought. He just gives me a smile.

"Empty your pockets as well." I laugh nervously as I do so, or more like checks I don't have anything in my dress I'm currently wearing. Michael presses a song, before opening the door, pulling me with him out. It's only then I hear "Can I Have This Dance" from High School Musical. I burst out laughing, while I feel my heart completely melting.

"TAKE MY HAAAAND," Michael literally sings as bad as he can, like from High School Musical 3. I laugh, doing so, and before I know we're dancing in the rain. At first it's serious, but it ends up being us, running around as we sing from the top of our lungs, a song that we probably shouldn't know as well as we do, but who cares.

At one point Michael actually gets his arms wrapped around my waist, swinging me around. Of course he's about to fall with me in his arms, but luckily we made it without any scratches. When the song is over, I laugh as I was over, completely soaked, and wrap my arms around his neck. "You're such a weirdo," I laugh, shaking my head slightly at him.

"And you've only figured that out now?" he laughs, before he leans in, his wet lips meeting mine. I smile through the kiss, pulling him closer as the kiss gets more heated. I mean, I literally got two of any girl's dream to become reality; dancing in the rain and kissing in the rain. I never knew how much I wanted to do that until this moment. Once we pull away, we both smile at each other. Michael presses a kiss to my forehead before looking at me again. "I love you so much."

"I love me to." Michael rolls his eyes, both of us laughing.

"You just ruined the moment."

"Yup, I'm a ruiner. I ruin things and moments."

The rain eventually stops, and we continue to drive. "Okay, as much as I am enjoying this, what about we stay at a hotel tonight. There is one at the next town just two hours away," Michael says, smiling at me. "We could to a restaurant or something."