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1st person 《Harley》 ---
"How are you feeling?" I ask and Michael just groans.
"I feel like shit." He says and I nod.
"It's what happens when you get drunk." I say and he glares at me.
It's was just 6 AM when Michael woke up to throw up. Last night at his family's Christmas party he ended up drunk at the end of the night. I had to drive us back to his parents house and he immediately went to sleep. Now he's laying in the bed only two hours before he has to go to the airport. I had already gave him aspirin and some water and it seemed to help. But now I just have to get him out of the bed.
But the problem was, after staying at Michael's house for a few days now I've learned Michael is not a morning person. Waking him up is like trying to wake up a 3 year old. It's annoying.
"Michael you have to wake up," I say touching the soft ends of his once again red hair, "You need to get ready to leave." I say and he stirs a little.
He was awake, I mean he just spoke to me. But he wants to go back to sleep and he's trying his hardest.
"Can't I just take a later plane to LA?" He asks and I shake my head.
"No, now come on we don't have all day, I have things to do." I say and he finally sits up slowly but surely.
"You gonna mend your relationship?"
I shake my head. Justyce went back to Melbourne again to visit his mother so I'm not doing that. But I do want to get my car from the house so I can go places. Because now Michael's mother won't let me leave since she knows about my relationship. I'm surprised I actually told her.
Michael shrugs and pushes the covers off of him so he can get up. He slowly started getting dressed while I went into the bathroom. I quickly did my hair, which is hard because it's like a birds nest. But when I finally finished my hair I threw it up in a ponytail and walked out of the bathroom. Michael was sitting on the foot of his bed. He wasn't moving, but he was looking at the ground.
"You okay?" I ask and he looks up at me.
"Yeah, it's just that-" he pauses and starts to look around his room once more, "I'll be gone for a while, and a lot has happened and I feel like I'm gonna miss so much now that I know you." He says and I smile.
"Well then, guess I'll have many stories for you when you come back." I say grabbing my bag and walking over to him.
He nods and then stands up. Nothing but a black duffle bag was over his shoulder hence the clothes he has back at his apartment in LA. We started to make our way out of his room and into the living room. Michael's parents were waiting in there. They all hugged each other before we had to leave.
Now Michael didn't live far from the Airport but we still had an hour before we actually had to go there. So we got Dunkin Donuts. And then I got my car and brought it back to Michael's house before it was time to actually leave.
We drove to the airport and got there with 10 minutes before they had to leave. When we found his gate I immediately sat next to Matthew, who was already at the gate (A/N: Uhhh... Déjà vu).
Michael was leaning on some rail waiting for the plane or whatever to be called. He had said he didn't feel like walking any farther. I don't know if he still was drunk or if he just really hates walking. Now I'm kind of questioning if he should actually go on the plane now.
I started talking with Matthew for a minute because I got bored. Soon the plane was called and I stand up and walk over to Michael after quickly waving to Calum.
"I'm gonna miss you." I say and Michael nods.
"I hope you make things better with your relationship, but I'll call you okay? And you can call me too, it doesn't really matter." He says and I softly laugh.
"Yeah totally." I say and he opens his arms for a hug.
I hug him and my cheek is presses against his chest. He was kind of leaning down so that his face was in my hair.
"I'm gonna miss your hugs, and your cuddles, and you, just you." He says and I blush a lot.
We part from the hug and his plane is called one last time.
"See you in-" he says walking off, "probably February, but that's a guess." He says smiling.
I laugh but inside I kind of feel lonely now. Like I actually didn't want Michael to leave my side. But the problem is, I don't want Michael as anything more than a friend. But my mind is saying different things than what my heart is saying.
The next day I woke up to my phone dinging several times (A/N: if you watched Gravity Falls then you probs know the boy band Sev'ral Timez). It started to get annoying so I finally check what it was. Apparently I was getting a bunch of twitter notifications about some video of Michael. I play the video and Michael appears hanging over some rail talking to a fan.
"Hey Michael," she calls and he looks at her, "how's your girlfriend?" She asks but in a playful way knowing Michael denied dating me.
"She's good," he says giving the camera a thumbs up, "although we aren't dating, she's good."
I look down at my wrist that were still slightly bruised. Was I okay?
