Horror movie

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"Are you ready babe?" Michael asked, slinging his arm around your shoulder as he plopped down on the couch.
"Yes" you laughed. You furrowed your eyebrows as the beginning of the movie played.
"What movie is this?" You questioned.
"Lights out" he smirked.
"Michael" you groaned "You know I don't like horror movies"
"I know" he chuckled.
"I hate you" you muttered, rolling your eyes.
"I love you" he smirked, pecking your nose. You let out of huff before leaning back against the couch. The beginning of the movie started and you were already covering your eyes. If Michael was making you watch this you weren't going to let him hold you like he wanted. You moved over to the other side of the couch. Michael pouted but you swatted his hand away when he tried to pull you towards him again. He would look at you every time you screamed but you still didn't move closer to him. This movie terrified you and he knew it.
"Please" he whined.
"Shut up" you muttered.
"I know you're scared" he smirked. You shrugged, forcing yourself to look at the screen. But you could still feel his eyes on you. He huffed and pushed himself off the couch. He walked into the kitchen so you assumed he was getting something to eat. But soon the lights flicked off. Your eyes widened as you turned around.
"Michael" you called.
"One minute" he yelled. You stayed still on the couch hoping he would come back soon. After a few more minutes you crept into the kitchen which was dark too. Suddenly Michael jumped out from behind the table. You fell to the ground with your hand over your racing heart. He stood by the table clutching his stomach while laughing. You rolled your eyes and pushed yourself off the floor going back to the living room.
"No baby girl come back" He laughed, following you. You curled up at the end of the couch with Michael watching you. His features softened realizing he really scared you. He went around the couch and turned the tv off then laid on top of you. He placed his head in the crook of your neck, softly kissing the skin there.
"I'm sorry" he whispered.
"It's alright" you told him. He smiled, tightening his grip on you and falling asleep. The next time he woke up was when he heard you scream. He lifted himself up on his arms so he could look at you.
"Y/n" he licked his lips, "y/n wake up" When you woke up you tried to sit up but crashed into Michael.
"Shh shh shh" he pressed you against the couch again. He lowered himself down and pressed his lips on yours.
"You're awake now. You're awake" he panted, looking into yours eyes.
"It just felt real" you stammered. Michael laid down again, wrapping his arms around your back. He regretted putting on the movie.
"I'm sorry" he whispered but you were asleep.

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