Alice's POV
"Micah!?" I squeaked, pushing away from him, trying to keep myself for having a major spaz attack.
"Ali? W-what the f-fuck?" Micah slurred, rubbing his eyes. "What are y-you doing here? I w-was about t-to bang a hot c-chick." He said looking around.
Oh please lord let this be a dream...
I did NOT just makeout with Micah!! He's my best friend! I couldn't be doing this! We've grown up together!
But... There has always been this part of my mind that thinks he cute, and funny, and sweet, and kind.. Snap out of it Alice!!
Your thinking crazy thoughts!!
But.. What if I do like him?
***
I was wringing my hands together as I was thinking, I had a splitting headache, but I couldn't care..
I was thinking fucking crazy thoughts!!!
I couldn't possibly like Micah!!
***
I was still thinking when Micah came over to me, where I was in the corner of the couch with my head in my hands.
"Here sweet cheeks." Micah said handing me some aspirin and water.
Quit fucking calling me names that will make me blush you bastard!!
"Thanks.." I muttered taking it out of his hands, and taking it.
"Come on, Alice. Talk to me." He said wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "You'll hate me.." I whispered feeling tears come to my eyes. Just the thought of Micah hating me, or never speaking to me just breaks my heart.
"I could never hate you Ali." He said kissing my cheek, then something happened I tilted my head to the side, and closed my eyes, hopefully giving him a signal to kiss my neck.
Then suddenly I felt his lips softly kissing my neck, making a small smile break onto my face, and tangle my on hand in his hair.
"Micah.." I moaned as he started to suck on my soft spot.
Suddenly he flipped me over so I was on my back and he was straddling me, with his hands on either side of my face.
He leaned down and kissed my lips ever so softly, I wrapped my legs and arms around his body, pulling him close to my body.
"I love you.." he whispered in my ear, making me shiver and smile. "I love you too." I whispered back, biting softly on his earlobe.
"And she was like 'I want you- HOLY SHIT!!" Freddie said coming on the bus with Jackson.
Micah stood up, trying to fix his hair, as I was trying to fix my hair so it was covering at least some of the hickeys on my neck.
"Umm, guys... Why the hell were you two making out on the couch? Are you two together?" Freddie asked raising his eyebrow.
"Umm.. I don't know.." I said grabbing Micah's arm and dragged him to the back room. Right as I shut the door, Micah had me slammed against the wall, with his lips attacking mine.
"Micah, as much as I love this, we need to figure things out between us." I moaned, tangling my fingers in his black soft hair.
This is bad... But damn this is good...
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