Learning to love

Chapter 5

* Michael POV*

I got out of bed, put a shirt on and headed my way to Samantha's room.
I got the key that was in my pocket and unlocked the door, i opened it quietly making sure to make as little noise as possible not to wake Samantha up.

I tiptoed to Samantha sleeping body and sat on her bed next to her, i caught myself staring at Samantha's sleeping face but i couldn't look away. Her sleeping face was expressionless  yet her cheeks were a light shade of pink and her short, curly black hair covered part of her face
The sight was too beautiful to resist so i unintentionally reached down to her face and gently gave her a peck on her cheek like a prince would to wake up a princesse from a wicked curse except she isn't my princesse and I'm not her prince.

No way could i ever be her prince, i took her away from her friends and family, i told my boss that i was gonna kill her. But i cant do that, i cant kill Samantha, i don't have the heart to do something like that to her.
I heard the covers move around and it was Sam waking up

" did you kiss my cheek right now when i was sleeping?" I glared at her

" no, i poked your cheek so you would wake up" with a slight blush appearing on my face

" oh ok, sorry" my eyes shot daggers at her

" did you just say sorry without a purpose again?"

" um no, hehe what are you talking about?" She said nervously " i thought so".

*Samantha POV*

" you are really hard to reach aren't you stupid box why couldn't the shelf just be a little lower so that i could reach it!" I struggled some more to reach the cereal box on the third shelf of the pantry

" what are you doing?, you look like a dog trying to stand on its hind legs" Michael said

" did you just call me a-"

" no thats not what i called you, tell me what your goal is right now"

" I'm trying to grab the cereal box but i cant reach it" i said while looking down at the floor shamefully

"And why cant you reach it?" Michael teased from the other side of the kitchen

" because I'm too short"

at this point E. L. James has made a horror novel and called it fifty shades of red after my the state of my cheeks are in right now.

"Yes you are little one"

" you're embarrassing me please don't tease, can you at least help me before you kill me"

Michael's smile dropped and the room went silent, he walked over, grabbed the box and handed it to me. His eyes turned glossy when he met mine, he raised his arm and gently placed his hand on my head

" you know what?" His voiced cracked

"What"

" i don't actually want to kill you Samantha"

thats when the glossiness in his eyes turned into tears, my eyes widen not knowing what to do because i never thought Michael would be the person to cry.
I didn't know what to do so i did the only thing that i could think of that would comfort someone so i  and put my head against his chest and hugged him.
This wall around his heart had broken down and his tough guy act had vanished, this is the true
Form of Micheal.

He was taken by surprise but still hugged me back, resting his chin on my head

" i don't want to do it Samantha, i don't want to kill you, before at the school when i tried to bomb place and you stopped me i was suppose to shoot you and anyone els but i couldn't."

He hugged me tighter and buried his head in my shoulder

"And you know why i was not capable?"

"Why is that Michael?..."

~Muahahahahh a cliffhanger.....kind of....maybe......teheh idk~