Body Switch (A 5SOS Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty-One

I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!

School has been crazy lately. I finally have some time off, so HOPEFULLY (no promises) I will get at least another chapter up before the end of this week.

Thank you do much for the people still reading this. I would give you all prizes if I could.

Anywho....without further ado.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE!!!

---Nikki's POV---

I could have sworn I fell asleep in the same bed as Lydia, but when I woke up, I was pressed against Michael. Instead of moving away, though, I cuddled closer into the warmth of his side, grateful and ecstatic that I could feel the press of his skin against mine in my own body.

As I lay there, watching him sleep, I longed to press my lips to his, to wake him up in one of the most glorious ways. And that's just what I did.

I pressed my mouth to his, pressing softly and gradually gaining pressure until I felt him wake beneath me. His lips began to move with mine and a hand found its way into my hair, effectively drawing an unexpected moan out of me. Luckily it wasn't very loud.

I forgot how good it felt to have my hair tugged on. My body moved to straddle his, both of us still under the blankets, and I felt him get excited beneath me. I leaned forward to press my chest against his, to kiss him deeper. I slid my thighs apart to rest my hips against his, drawing a low moan out of him.

I smirked into our kiss, then gasped as he suddenly flipped us so that he was on top. He was still between my legs and I choked on my breath as he pressed himself against me. I took the opportunity to fist my hand in his hair and drag him back down to my lips, kissing him eagerly. The fingers of his hands were splayed wide on either side of my head, holding him above me, but I wanted to feel him against me.

Now that I got him kissing me, my hands moved under his armpits and across his back, pulling him down to me. My nails dug into his back.

"Hey--AWWW COME ON! AGAIN!?"

We broke apart quickly, Michael rolling off of me, and looked to see Ashton at the separating door, covering his eyes.

"Ash...We're decent," I told him, laughing. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Michael pulling the duvet a bit higher up his waist, hiding his excitement from view.

Ashton slowly pulled his hands from his eyes, making sure I was telling the truth before he rested them at his sides.

"You two are gross. If you want to do...stuff, wait until you have a hotel room of your own, please?" he said, making a disgusted face.

"Sure, Ash," Michael said. "What did you come in here for?"

I was wondering the same thing...

"Well, John called to make sure we knew that today was our last day off before we have our next and last concert here..."

My eyes widened as I realized what he was getting at.

"You're only here for another two days...," I said slowly, trying to fight the tears that I could feel pushing against my ducts. I turned to Michael.

"You're leaving."

"Oh, Nikki," he said and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I couldn't help it. I started bawling.

"Michael. I don't want you to go. We can finally be together, for real, and you have to leave." I couldn't talk after that, my throat closed up from all my sobbing.