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part 11

CALEB

after the words slipped from my mouth i saw micah smile widely. he seemed both happy and relived at the words i just previously uttered.

"you did?" he asked in complete shock. i nodded my head slightly, turning away to hide the blush that crept its way onto my face.

i felt him wrap his arms around my tightly and nuzzle his head into my side. "and you really meant what you said?" i asked him only because i wanted to hear the words from him once more.

"yea. i like you a lot." micah replied the answer being muffled by my shirt. i smiled once more as my sister walked into the living room with her fresh bag of popcorn. she raised her eyebrow at me and i shrugged slightly.

"well i like you too, micah." i said softly and his head shot up. he looked at me as if i hadn't just said these words a couple of hours ago and then clarifying it a couple of minutes ago.

he smiled at me and placed a kiss on my cheek before snuggling back into my side. i smiled down at him and focused my attention only on him instead of the boring horror movie playing.

"so, you two confessed?" monica asked breaking the silence we were all consumed in. i nodded and smiled widely, the boy i fell for finally fell for me back and it's the most magnificent feeling i've ever felt. monica smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up.

"he's a keeper, don't let him go alright." monica said as she stood up and started to walk towards her room. never in a million years, i thought. i nodded and stared back at micah as his head rested on my lap and his eyes were shut peacefully.

"you're a girl!" he screamed at me and i shook my head.
"if you're not, why do you have a vagina then, huh!?"

i closed my eyes as tears streamed down my face. "i thought you'd be more understanding!" i yelled back, "i tried to tell you that i was transitioning!"

he only rolled his eyes and pushed me back onto my bed. "yea, and i thought i told you i was into dicks not chicks!" he said as he looked at me.

"i'm. not. a. girl!" i screamed as loud as i could. "boys can have periods and boobs too! why are you so against it?"

"because even if you're a boy on the inside, you'll never be a boy on the outside." he said before walking off.

i woke up covered in sweat as i looked around me. i looked over to my right, my eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. i moved my hands around soon feeling for the body that fell asleep on my lap and when i couldn't i was sent into straight panic mode.

i rubbed my eyes and felt around some more soon relaxing once i felt the body of the boy i fell in love with. i sighed deeply and moved slowly as i got off of the couch, trying not to wake the sleeping boy. i walked into the kitchen as memories of my last relationship flooded through my mind. i shuddered at the thought and felt my pockets in search for my phone.

once i found it i checked the time and inwardly groaned. 3:15am. i oh so desperately wanted to rip my hair out right there but instead i searched for a glass and turned on the tap. once i found a glass, i filled it up with water and gulped it down, praying that it would cool me off.

i lifted myself up onto our island as i set my glass next to me. i sighed loudly as i scrolled through my photos, cringing as i looked at videos and pictures of fetus me. i smiled slightly to myself as i thought about how far i've become. "i'm a real boy." i mutter quietly to myself.

"and you'll always be a real boy." i quickly jump off of the island, knocking the glass over in the process. i screeched loudly at the unexpected clatter of the glass shattering into almost a million pieces.

"hey, babe, it's just me." as soon as i recognize the voice my body relaxes. i look up at the boy on the other side of the island and smile. "did i really scare you that bad?" micah asked me and i nodded as he laughed quietly. 

i rolled my eyes and turned on the little light above our sink as i looked at the mess micah made me make. i huffed and turned back around as i playfully glared at him. "look what you made me do!" i exclaimed playfully as i crossed my arms over my chest.

he gasped as he put his hand over his heart putting on a pained expression. "how dare you blame that mess on me, i have absolutely nothing to do with you being a certified clutz." he shot back as he tried to hold in his laughter.

i stomped my foot playfully as i stormed off and grabbed our broom. "if you aren't going to own up to you being the cause of this mess, you must help me!" i say in a stern voice, giggling quietly after.

he shook his head and started walking back towards the living room. "in your dreams, baby." he shouted back and i nearly felt my heart stop. baby.

i put the dustpan down and started to clean up the mess as i replayed his words in my head. as soon as i finished, i realized that micah was standing behind me when i was looking through my photos. what did he see, i thought and rushed into the living room, jumping on the couch, and landing onto of micah.

"when you were standing behind me, how much did you see?" i asked him as i sat up, sitting on his lap.

he smirked at me and i felt my heart drop. what could he have seen. i cocked my head to the side and frowned. "what did you see?" i asked once more and he shrugged.

"well one of my favorite things i saw was fourteen year old caleb dancing in his room to hannah montana." he said and i groaned as a blush made its way onto my cheeks.

i dreaded that video and i don't understand why i still had it. "that was the most embarrassing video i had!" i exclaimed as i hide my face in his neck.

"too late." he said as i lifted my head back up and i rolled my eyes, punching his arm lightly.

"hey micha," i spoke up as i looked into his eyes with a slight smile on my face. he hummed in response, signaling that he was listening. "do you want to be my boyfriend?" i asked him.

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enjoy this lil chapter, i love u all and ur all worth it.

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