"Watch this part" Michael whispered in your ear pointing to the tv screen. He pulled you tighter into his side knowing you hated horror movies.
"Why are you making me watch this?" You whined.
"Because I want to hold you" he laughed. You heard your dog barking at the door signaling he wants to come in.
"I'll get it" you yelled, pushing yourself off the couch. He chuckled paying attention to the movie again. As your dog ran in the house, something landed in front of the door. You screamed, falling backwards.
"What? Babe what happened?" Michael yelled, going into the kitchen. He slipped his arms under yours lifting you back to your feet.
"Y/n what happened? Why did you scream?" He asked, turning you around.
"Someone just threw something at me" You panted. He furrowed his eyebrows and dropped his arms to his sides.
"Stay here" he instructed, stepping outside. Michael walked around the yard a few times making sure no one was there then went back up to the back door.
"Oh my god y/n" he laughed.
"What?"
"Look" he picked up the object in front of the door, "It was only a stick that fell from the tree. No one threw anything at you" He chuckled, shaking his head.
"It's not funny" you muttered, falling down on the couch.
"Aww baby girl" he laughed, laying down on top of you. "Don't be embarrassed"
"You're laughing at me" you whined. Michael sat up, pulling you with him.
"I think you're letting the horror movie go to your head" he chuckled. He laid back down, pulling you half way on top of him.
"You made me watch it" you muttered.
"I won't make you watch it anymore" he laughed "Since you can't handle it"
"I still think someone threw it at me" you muttered.
"Go to sleep babe" he said, covering your mouth with his hand. You rolled your eyes but didn't move. He brought his other hand to your hip making sure you didn't leave his side.
