Innocent Fascination

Chapter Four

Make sure you read the new version of the first 3 chapters before this one

Over a week has past week, a week and a day to be exact, the garden is finished and it looks absolutely beautiful. Michael finished it perfectly, everything looks better than I imagined. It's just perfect. Speaking of Michael actually, he's still been giving me the cold shoulder, every time I tried to talk to him he just dismissed me or just gave me a one or two word answer. It really confused me, he's also not answered any of my texts. I guess if he wants to talk to me he will.  

Anyway, I was lying in bed, it was late at night, and I was super tired, Wilmer was fast asleep next to me, we had both had a long day and were knackered. Tonight was one of those nights where I just needed to sleep, and not be disturbed.   

A sudden noise coming from my bedside table woke me up, so much for undisturbed sleep. I rubbed my eyes and reached over to my phone which was the cause of the noise, it was ringing. The brightness of the phone blinded me for a second but then I saw Michaels picture on the screen, this confused me beyond all levels. Nevertheless I answered,   

"hello?"   

"D-Demi you there?" he voice was slurred, he was either beaten up or drunk for definite,   

"Yeah um..." I looked at the digital clock on the table, 1:37am, "Michael its half one in the morning. Why are you calling?" he groaned through the phone before speaking,   

"Think I'm a bit-bit drunk haha, b-b-bar I'm at urr a bar," I stood up and used my shoulder to hold my phone as I put a pair of sweats and trainers on,   

"What bar you at Michael? I'm coming to get you."   

"Dunnooo, I walked here though, do-does that help?" I grabbed my car keys and started rushing down the stairs.   

"Do have any idea how long you walked?"   

"10 minutes max."   

"Right I know where you are I'll be there soon,"   

"See you babe!" with that he hung up, babe? He really must be drunk.  

I got in my car and sped off in the direction of Murs Bar, the only bar within a 10 minute walk of Michaels apartment. I pulled up slowly, and checked to see if there were paparazzi, it sounds absurd I know but I do get paranoid about it and they do stay out this long.   

I couldn't see anyone so I got out and walked inside, I headed over to the bar and immediately saw Michael, he was on a stool and looked to be passed out on the bar. I rushed over and shook his shoulder, I heard him groan.   

"I got him to ring someone, he is way to drunk to get himself home." The barman said to me as he walked over,   

"Okay thank you, Michael come on get up." I pulled on his shoulders to sit him up, he turned his head towards me and smiled.   

"Heyya, where we going'?" I put his arm over my shoulder, helping him stand up.   

"I'm taking you home."   

"Ooo, I would've hoped it would be the other way around, guess I could let the woman be in charge for once," I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing and duck my face to hide the blush on my cheeks.  

I got him to my car and I opened to passenger door and he basically fell in, I grabbed the belt and leant over him to buckle him in, from out of nowhere I felt his warm breathe on my neck. "Hey there Demetria," my eyes widened in shock, I never told him my full name before. Due to my shock I hadn't moved, his lips grazed the skin of my neck, his lips then pressed against the skin behind my ear, this caused me to jump away from him. As I rushed to the drivers side I could hear him chuckling, he obviously found that funny. I stood outside the car for a few moments adjusting myself before getting into the car.