What If I Loved You? (Mavin)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! Really sorry about how late of an update this is, I've been busy with school, but now that that leg of my life is complete, I should be able to update more often! Yay!

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I felt arms wrap around me from behind as I stood to get my stuff together to leave. I felt warm breath on my neck as Michael left a trail of kisses down my shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow Gav, I love you" He said as I turned around to kiss him goodbye.

There was a pounding on my door, waking me from my dream about Michael. Groaning, I heard a voice join the banging "Wake up you dick, or we're going to be late!" Geoff yelled through the flimsy wood he was sure to break if he didn't stop soon.

Pulling some clothes on, I opened the door almost getting punched in the face from his next swing and followed him out to his car not even bothering to calm my hair down.

When we arrived at the office, Geoff had a meeting with Burnie leaving me to be late on my own but as I walked into the office, nobody was in there. I shrugged and sat down at my desk to edit the video Michael and I had recorded yesterday.

How early had Geoff and I arrived? I thought to myself, sneaking a quick glance at the clock. It was only 8:30, the working day didn't start for another thirty minutes! What a knob.

Finishing off the editing, I was pissed and hungry. Geoff still wasn't back and Ray was busy eating a muffin. I briskly left the room in search of something to fill the emptiness in my stomach. As I opened the door I felt someone run straight into my chest. "Goddammit, watch where you're fucking going" I heard a familiar voice all but shout. I looked down and saw an array of red curls. Grumpily, I stormed off. I was too hungry to deal with Michaels rage today.

I left the achievement hunter office in search of some non-alcoholic consumables. Thankfully I knew there would be some bananas in the kitchen. Burnie and Gus had the whole office eating bananas for the next recording of immersion. I had no complaints, but I knew of a few people who did.

I grabbed a red bull with my snack and sat down on one of the stools, still thinking about last nights dream. Slowly, I began to peel the fruit, wishing to have Michaels arms around me with his soft voice whispering "I love you".