Is it Hi or Hey?

Chapter 3

*Michaels P.O.V*

I woke up with Hazel in my arms sleeping silently. She's really cute when she sleeps. I ran my hands through her hair as Luke came in with Ashton and started screaming.

Hazel bolted up and fell off the bed pulling me with her. Luke was howling while Ashton was gasping for air. Soon the rest of the group was upstairs laughing at us and falling on the floor.

I looked up at Hazel and she was blushing and trying to get off me.

"Hey, it's okaii." I smiled wiggling my eyebrows.

"I'm gonna crush you Michael let me get up," she said with worry in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"I'm fat, let me up Michael before you get hurt!" She said as people started to get up and walk away. I held her on top of me. She wasn't heavy at all. she sqirmed and wiggled in my grip and soon gave up.

"You're not heavy at all Hazel, you're not fat either. You are beautiful." I said.

"Really?" she asked looking down at me. Her hair falling around my face.

"Yes, you're beautiful and wonderful. Plus you're a good cuddler if I do say so myself." I smirked rolling us over so I was on top.

"Michael why do you like me?" She asked playing with my tshirt.

"Because you're not like other girls, you're better."

*Hazel's P.O.V*

So my morning went well. We all made food and sat on the floor in the living room just talking to each other about anything that came to mind. Ashton and Taylor were getting along great. They've been talking to each other all morning and I'm pretty sure that they slept down here together too. Michael told everyone he was going to stay with me tonight so I didn't have to be alone. The boys were going to take turns on staying the night.

After everyone took off to do whatever I got in the shower and washed away my thoughts. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I thought of how alone I really was. I could hear Michael singing outside my bathroom door. He was fixing my bed.

I got dressed and threw my hair into a towel. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed one of the drinks Michael and Calum made last night.

"Is that the smartest thing to do? Drinking at 10am?" Michael smirked leaning on the kitchen doorframe.

"I can do whatever I want." I laughed chugging the drink and putting the empty cup on the counter.

"Do you want something to eat?" he asked.

"Yeea, that'd be nice." I smiled walk in to the fridge. It was full but mostly with shit I didn't like. Or didn't want to make.

He pulled a bunch of random ingredients. And made me a weird looking pile of food. I tasted it and it was amazing.

"What is this!" I smiled chewing.

"Eggs with potato, onion, peppers, tomatoes and some spices and salsa and sour cream on top. I learned how to make it in foods yesterday." he smiled. His whole face lit up with pride. I could tell he was happy with how it turned out and that I liked it.

"Wanna do something fun?" he asked smiling.

"Sure, can I put on some makeup first?" I asked looking over at him downing a mouthful off my plate.

"No, you don't need makeup." he said drinking half of the orange juice he poured me.

"Can I grab a hat and some glasses?" I asked taking the fork and eating some more.

"I suppose so," he said as I fed him a bite, eating the last of it and putting my plate in the sink.

I grabbed a black beanie and my glasses since contacts weren't an option and pulled on my converse making my way down the stairs.

"Does everything match?" I asked

"Black shorts, black shoes, brown rim glasses brown hair for now, red shirt and red nails. I say yes you planned this out well." He smiled taking a picture

"Hey! that better have been a good one." I said running to him.

"Come on we need to go to my house and grab my camera." he smiled grabbing my hand and the keys to my baby.