Michael's Flower |M.G.C| AU

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I quietly closed the door to the freshman's front door. His flower was gorgeous, ombre petals, yellow insides. Like always, I stayed with him for a few hours, we drank tea and he said his mother would be showing up. He didn't want his mother to thing that the girl who came over just to have sex with him was involved and then there would be a whole line of lying because that's what my 'job' involves. A whole bunch of lying. So much lying, I'm about to go over to Luke's to hang out with the guys, and they won't know shit about the guy I just stole the innocence from.

I stashed the flower in the glove box of my car, adjusted my hair so it didn't look so accidentally slutty, walked to the door, and knocked. Calum was the one to open, and he quickly yanked me over his shoulders so I was face to face with the ass that he wasn't so ashamed of.

"Parker, we're playing hide-n-seek, and I'm going to use you to blackmail Mike- MICHAEL I GOT PARKER AND YOU CANNOT HAVE HER BACK UNTIL YOU SURRENDER!" He yelled out, carrying me around the first floor of the house.

From upstairs, I could hear Michael yell, "Release her, Calum, and I'll consider helping."

Calum chuckled bitterly, "Come get her!"

"You know, I'm not a trophy or a bribery, you should really set me down so I can go hug Luke."

Feet immediately pounded down the steps, I was torn off of Cal, placed softly on the floor, and wrapped in arms that weren't Luke's, but rather Michael's.

"No, you need to hug me, first. Not Luke." He spoke quietly in my hair, I giggled and hugged back. He quickly yanked me off the floor, took me to the living room I had grown fond of, pushing me onto the couch, laying his entire body over mine.

"Michael, this isn't-"

"Shush, you love it" I giggled at his interruption and closed m eyes, still in regret of my previous activities.

"I did it again, Mike."

"It's okay, love. Just try and think of your first time and think of how you wanted it to be with someone true, afterwards." He spoke softly into the space behind my ear. I don't think that it was sexual, just affectionate.

That night, I realized how his holding me was still my favorite thing.