Still Grace's P.O.V.
Cheryl smiled and continued to wash the plate, "You'll know when you know sugar."
I glanced at her, feeling a little numb by her metaphoric slap in the face with reality.
"Go help him unpack, hmm? He'll be wondering why I'm keeping ya!" She grinned.
I nodded, feeling a little empty as I got up and walked out of the kitchen, as I reached the middle of the stairs I paused, taking a deep breath, I felt sick...Cheryl had made me realise something I'd never thought about...love.
I was scared...petrified...ever since Jason I swore I would never love again, for the sake of my heart never being shattered...again.
My trust in love had been tainted, I had filled my heart with nothing but love for Jason...thinking it would make everything better, everything blissful, but all I got in return was pain and abuse...but...this was Michael, not Jason, not just any guy, he wasn't going to hurt me, betray me, abuse me, hate me, he was full of beauty, trust, innocence...
I continued to climb the stairs, making my way to Michaels room until I heard his soft, gorgeous singing voice, I peered through his ajar door, I watched as he took out his majestic clothes from his suitcase, I smiled.
I couldn't lie to myself.
He was Michael. And I loved him.
But he mustn't know.
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Be Careful What You Wish For. 2
FanfictionThe second book of 'Be Careful What You Wish For.' Find out more about the adventures and mishaps that Michael and Grace into. Follow the events of their relationship, their life together and their separate lives. Who they meet, what they do and whe...
