Don't You Forget About Me (CURRENTLY UNDER REPOSTING)

Chapter Two- Friends Can't Be Lovers

-CHAPTER TWO-

FRIENDS CAN'T BE LOVERS

*"Ann, don't be mad at me? Please?" Michael stood in the doorway of Ann's bedroom, as Ann sat on her bed with her back facing towards him.

"Michael, I didn't want this relationship to mess up what we had as friends... all I wanted was a friend, not this... you've been treating me differently, we don't talk like we used to..." Michael walked over to where Ann was sitting on her bed, and leaned over and gently wrapped his arms around her and hugged her.

"I'm sorry, it's just that... I didn't think we would even make it this far, I would have never thought that someone like you would even notice me... much less..."

"Love, Michael... I love you, but I wish I could still have a friend in you somewhere."

"So, you're saying that you want me to be your friend..." Michael sat down behind her on the bed, and grasped her in a hug once again.

"And lover?" He moved his hands to her waist, and kissed her neck.

Ann smiled.

"Yes, exactly... I want to be able to talk to you about everything, and then do a lot more..." She moved her hands to where Michael's were, and placed them on top of his. She then turned her head to come face-to-face with him, his warm breath brushing her face.

Ann touched his lips, which felt soft to her touch. She moved her hand and brushed the side of his face, and she stared into his chocolate brown eyes. Michael smiled, and took her hand that touched his face and held it.

He had a chance to look into her eyes, and he could see what she wanted to do- and he wanted it, too... badly.

Michael wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer to him while she grabbed his face and brought it to hers. She touched her lips to his, and when she felt his breath once again, this time brushing her lips, she intensified the kiss as they slowly laid down on the bed with Ann on the bottom underneath Michael.

Ann felt Michael slip his tongue into her mouth, and she just wanted more, and she knew he wanted more, too. She made him kiss her harder, as she began to sexually rub his lower back.

They both knew they wanted this, and they couldn't stop themselves any longer. Michael rose off of Ann, and she smiled up at him.

"She's such an angel, but I don't think she's going to be one now..." Michael thought, as Ann ran her fingers across the buttons of her shirt, before she finally unbuttoned them- one-by-one. She slipped her shirt off, and Michael then finally realized that this was actually happening.

He thought this was a dream that he would be waking up from, but when he saw Ann motioning for him to help her take her bra off, his hands got shaky and began to sweat. He grasped the back and managed to unlatch it with his now trembling hands, and slowly slipped it off. He gulped, as he saw her bare chest in front of him.

"Wow..." He breathed under his breath. Ann motioned for him to continue, and Michael now felt confident again.

He easily undid her pants and slipped them off, leaving him only her underwear. He ran his fingers along her thighs, slipping off the only thing standing in his way.

He was now no longer able to hold his urge back, so he quickly took his shirt off and flung it to the floor, unzipping his pants and flinging them off him as well- but not before pulling something out from a pocket.

He pulled out a condom, knowing finally it was the day that he would have this chance with Ann. Slipping his boxers off and getting himself ready, he finally was getting that chance with her.