You Are My Sunshine

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A/N - Okay so I literally haven't updated this story in THREE YEARS. But I re-read it and fell in love with it again. So here I am!

Emily's POV
  I woke up remembering the events of last night. Ugh. Why did Michael have to be such an asshole! He knows I hate meeting people, but there I was last night stuttering my way through a conversation. Why am I even thinking of Michael?! I met Derek last night. He is a gorgeous specimen.

  I grabbed my phone and jumped out of bed smelling breakfast being made. Kelly must be in a good mood because she made French toast. She always makes french toast after something good happens. As I walked down the stairs my phone dinged and I looked at it seeing Derek's name pop up on the screen. I smiled walking into the kitchen typing a witty reply.

"Ooh someone looks smitten!" Said Kelly

"Oh shut up Miss French Toast. What's the good news anyway?"

"Well, Ashton and I hit it off really well last night. Maybe your little "Mikey" isn't as useless as I presumed," smirked Kelly

"He isn't mine, not even in the slightest. In fact I have a date with Derek tomorrow night. So hah in your face!" I exclaimed

"GET IT!" Kelly yelled as she walked into the living room, French toast in hand.

  I grabbed one piece, quickly shoveling it into my mouth and running up the stairs to get dressed for my meeting. I pulled some distressed boyfriend jeans out of my dresser and threw a dark purple sweater over my naked torso. I quickly touched up my now brown hair, which I colored on a whim last night, and threw on some concealer and mascara. Nothing too fancy because I was running super late.

  I jumped into my truck and sped off to the hospital getting there just in time, making sure to sit in Michael's seat again just to push his buttons. Michael walked in but for some reason I didn't get the reaction I was hoping for, he almost seemed sad about something.

Michaels POV

I woke up the next morning feeling like complete and utter shit. Was it because of the alcohol? No. It was because Derek gave Emily his number. It's not like I care about her or anything but he's like super into drugs. He's been arrested a few times and he's just not a great person to be hanging around. Although I can't say much for myself.

I raced out of my apartment not wanting to be late for my meeting for once. I drove like a maniac to the hospital and made it just a little bit late, definitely an improvement from previous times. I walked in the room looking at Emily in my seat. I looked at her with a blank stare and took another seat without argument. I looked back at her and saw a shocked expression, most likely because I didn't put up a fight. I also noticed she had colored her hair brown, it suits her well. Sometimes you need a little simplicity in life.

As David walked in the room doing a head count I checked Emily out some more. She was wearing a slightly different style than usual. Her jeans weren't black and her shirt wasn't annoyingly tight either. She was wearing gray converse, quite a contrast to her normally black combat boots. I guess we were both out of it lately. Before I could notice, Emily caught me staring and glared at me. I quickly looked away and started playing with the bracelets on my arm. What was this girl doing to me?

Emily's POV

After the meeting ended I went to confront Michael about his weird behavior. I had to practically run to catch him as he was leaving.

"Michael! Dude slow down is trying to talk to you!" I yelled

"Well maybe I don't want to talk, ever thought of that sweetheart?" He asked, seeming extremely angry.

"Listen up dickhead, I don't know what this weird thing you have got going on is but I won't stand for it. Acting like an asshole and then being visibly upset when I got Derek's number? Fuck you. You are such a prick. Also guess what, we're going on a date tomorrow night so there's something else for you to cry about." I started to walk away when Michael grabbed my arm.

"Listen up, sweetheart, the reason I acted upset when Derek asked you out was because I figured he was just looking for another girl to shoot up with. I thought he was better than that but apparently not. He always looks for the most rebellious girl in the crowd to corrupt. So sorry for being a tiny bit human and being considerate for your well being." Michael said and stormed off.

Those words Michael said to me were like snake venom racing through my blood. Did Derek really only want to get me into the drug business? Or was Michael fucking with me. Did he really care about me, or only Derek? I needed to go home and sleep this off..

A/N - SO hopefully u liked it
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