Replace Your Heart // Michael Clifford fanfic

Day Nine.

It was 3PM and we were all getting ready to head towards the venue for the reception. The reception was at 4:30pm and the elders had already left. It was just me and her cousins who'd leave in some time. Priya was there at the reception though, and that was all.

I entered Alyssa's room without knocking because I thought there wasn't much she'd be doing at 3PM right? Well, that's what I thought. I opened the door just to see her bare back, she flinched and turned to face me, her blouse covering her chest, "what the fuck!" she snapped at me.

"Whoa..." I stared at her for a minute, "I'm sorry I didn't know you'd be naked!" I said as I turned behind so she could wear something.

"Its my room! You should have knocked!" she scowled.

"Can't I see my girlfriend naked?" I joked.

"Girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yeah... like you know what I mean?" I said, embarrassed.

"I'm laughing," she chuckled.

"I'm dying to turn around," I replied.

"You can, I'm done wearing it," she said as I turned around.

"Wow," I licked my lower lip, "you look so hot," she was wearing a short fitting blouse with a skirt kind of thing exposing her stomach.

"Please go away," she muttered.

"Nahh," I smirked and walked towards her.

"God, you're like always horny," she almost whispered turning towards the mirror.

"You bet," I hugged her from behind, wandering my hands on her exposed stomach.

"Uh.." she said being nervous, "I have to get ready,"

"There's a lot of time for that," I replied turning her towards me and stared at her chest for a good 5 seconds.

"What are you staring at!" she pushed me away, "gosh, just go away,"

"Nopee," I said as I kissed her rubbing my hands on her back, "you should just go in this,"

"Michael, I'm wearing a saree, I can't just wear this," she chuckled as she cupped my face and kissed me, a bit roughly.

"Whatever, I like it better this way," I replied and attached my lips on her neck.

"If my cousins enter the room.." she trailed off and tightened the grip on my shoulders because of my short kisses on her neck.

"The room is locked," I replied as I pulled her closer to me, "you're so fucking beautiful," I said kissing her roughly on her neck, "you make me crazy,"

"Michael," She sighed and pulled away, "we should really get ready, and stop wandering your hands on my back and stomach," she blushed as I stared down to her chest, not even looking at her, "Michael!" she slapped my shoulder, "you're such a boy,"

"I.. uh.." I looked up at her, "amazing,"

"What?" she looked at me, confused.

"Your..uh.. that's amazing," I stuttered.

"Are you saying that my...?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Yeah," I smirked pulling her back in my arms and kissing her again. I kissed her longer this time, she almost stumbled but I tightened my grip on her waist, I walked her towards the bed where I sat down, with her on my lap, I pulled her closer to me as the kiss deepened, it wasn't soft, it wasn't careful. It was passionate, it was a burning desire of both of us to have each other, even if she acted like she didn't need me, I knew for a fact that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I broke the kiss as I flipped her underneath me which she did, without arguing. She grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me into a kiss again, both of our lips crashing against each others, making each other feel a million things - all at once. My hands traveled on her exposed body, as I stopped and played with the hem of her blouse, just to tease her as she removed my t-shirt and placed one of her on my chest while other wrapped around me.