48. Moving

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That night, Michael seemed really depressed. I guess he was thinking about Lindsay. So I just tried to cheer him up.

"Micoo, we can watch a movie!" I suggested.

No reply.

"Let's play a game! I can get some chips."

No reply.

"Micoo I'm moving in with you." I said sternly.

"You are?!" he asked in disbelief.

"Yup!" I said.

If this is the only thing that will make Michael happy, then I'll do it. I can't stand to see him so sad.

"Well, come on then!" I shouted, dragging Michael by his arm to the door.

"Now?" he asked.

"Yeah, what better time than at 6 at night?" I screeched.

Michael laughed and followed me out the door, "Okay, Gav."

We reached Geoff's house in no time flat. I walked in the door and Geoff, Griffon, and Millie were watching a movie.

"Sorry to intrude." I said, walking back to my room.

I packed up all my stuff, which wasn't much, and we left. All I really had was clothes, posters, some cords, and Xbox, an some other stuff. I didn't even need some of it, like my sheets.

When we got back to Michael's house, I unpacked and fell back on the freshly-washed sheets.

"Ahhh, Micoo. Isn't this better?"

"Everything's perfect, Gavin." Michael replied, kissing my cheek then flopping down on the bed as well.

"Love you!" I said.

"Love you, too, Gav." Michael replied before we both fell asleep.

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