65. Gleaming

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A:N///PLEASE READ THIS FIRST- Hi guys, I guess some people weren't expecting this, Well surprise- I wasn't either. But things lead one way and after some reviewing I though I might as well give a better 'mid ending' as re writing the story has taken a slower path then planned . But Please be hopeful- I am so thankful for all  the votes comments and reads. Have a great day
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-hamish-writter
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Stormy P.O.V-

Michael slowly pulls away, only to my inches from my lips . His forehead against mine as we breathe deeply into one another faces. "Where are your keys" He mumbles softly, his mind to be more transfixed upon something else than this exact moment.

"Back pocket" I reply in a whisper, still my cold hand plays with his wet hair. With out any words his hand slips into my back pocket tugging them out quickly as he unlocks the door. Slowly pushing it open he holds onto me again.

I feel his gaze upon me, and slowly look back into his green orbs. "May I kiss you again?" He asks softly my cheeks burning up to soft red, as his warm breathe gives me the only realisation to how cold it is. "You may" I utter, a slight giggle in my tone as I softly rub the back of his neck.  His smile grows as his lips quickly catch mine, the suddenness throwing me into a pit of electricity, the texture and feel almost paralysing my entire body. His lips moving quickly, his hands etching over me, as he carries me effortlessly into the house. Forcefully pulling away from his lips I finally intake a needed breathe, my eyes gazing over his to suddenly capture a gleam of red.

"Michael??" I suddenly stutter, my spinning head as my eyes trail back to his, yet find the absent as he softly rests his head in the crook of my neck. Without realising I find my hands gliding through his damp hair, softly playing with his hair. "Mi?" I question softly him replying with a gently hum, as I loosen my grip sliding my feet down until I reach the ground once again.
"Um we should really take a shower" I suggest while slipping off my jacket, watching him stand resting against me. "I'll see you up there" I whisper pecking his cheek and slipping past him making my way upstairs.

Maybe I didn't take enough oxygen in and I was just seeing colours?
It couldn't haven been anything major

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