Beneath The Mask

32. Michael Is One Heck Of A Prince Charming!

Heavily Unedited. You have been warned! But not so much that you can't enjoy it!
    
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Evening : The Beach

Cath's POV :

An hour and a half or so long drive later, we were in the beach. Since this was the place that Daniel and some of the guys grew up in, we decided that it would be fun to explore the area. It had been years since the guys had come here and in those missing hears, Phil had moved from here to that empty house we came from. So now he too joined us on out little adventure.

I sat on the sand which wasn't so hot due to the cloudy weather. The guys and Samantha were playing volleyball. Sam, Blake and Daniel were in one team while Harry, Michael and Zoran were in the other team. I laughed as I saw the ball hit Harry's head. He groaned in pain as the others continued to laugh at him. He stuck his tongue out at them and took a seat beside me.

"What do you think you're doing?" Blake shouted at him as he hit the ball in the air towards the other team.

"My head hurts. I'm taking a rest."

"What? You can't do that! We're one guy less on our team!" Michael groaned.

"Yes, I can! You could take old Phil on your team if you want."

"I'm not old." Phil took a beach ball that was beside him and threw it towards Harry. It hit his head again, making him groan.

"Ow!" He turned to glare at him and smirked. "Then prove it."

"Fine." Phil huffed and stood up from his mat. He joined the others to play with them.

Harry and I sat quietly, watching them play and laughed occasionally when someone slipped or fell down, trying to hit the ball.

"You sure you don't wanna play? You seemed to be having a lot of fun." I stated.

He shrugged and smiled at me. "I'm good. Unless you don't want me here."

"No, I didn't mean it that way." I shook my head and fiddled with the chain that I was wearing. He was probably thinking that I am trying to get rid of him. "God! I can be such an idiot!"

He chuckled. "Don't get so worked up. I was just kidding." He then kept staring at my hand that was fiddling the chain. His stare was getting intense and I felt nervous even more. Why was he looking at me like? I twirled the chain even more than before.

"Daniel gave you that?" He asked.

I was surprised. "How did you know?"

"How can I forget that when he nagged me for weeks to help him select that chain?" He chuckled. "I am happy that he finally found another person he wanted to give it to. I guess you really are special to him."

I wondered what was so special about this chain. I remembered how Michael reacted the first time when Daniel gave it to me. He wasn't really happy with it. Maybe it was intended to be given to someone else.

"Who was the special person it was got for?"

He was surprised that I asked that question but he composed himself before opening his mouth. "Emma but he never really got the chance to give it to her."

"Why?"

"Because the day he decided to give it to her, was the day that Emma died. He wanted to give it to her as a gift for trying to come out of her depressed state. She seemed to be doing well and then suddenly one day, she hanged herself and Daniel was the one to witness it."