❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Time Travel(Bad Era)-Part Three♥

Five Months Later:

"Love you," you say into the telephone receiver as the call disconnects.

Luisa stares at you with folded arms and a frown on her face. 

"Michael again?" she questions with a harsh tone.

Ever since that evening he'd asked you out, you began to fall for him - and you didn't stop yourself from doing so. He'd obviously felt the same way for you even though he still couldn't quite remember where he'd known you from. The two of you had been together for three months now and you weren't slipping up. You were convinced that everything would be perfectly fine. Luisa, however, was not.

"Yes," you sigh as you smile softly, setting the receiver down gently.

"(Y/N!" she exclaims. "You can't keep doing this!"

"Luisa!" you huff. "It's not like we've slept together or anything so...just chill," you roll your eyes.

"You better not sleep with him (Y/N)..." she warns. "We'd promised not to do anything like that,"

"I know," you groan at her constant fussing. "Anyways..." you shrug. "I'm doing my job aren't I? I was supposed to make a difference in Michael's life and that's exactly what I'm doing," you sigh dreamily and Luisa shakes her head.

"You're crazy (Y/N)..." she looks at you with wide eyes. "I'm never going to accept the two of you being together like this. It's dishonest," she scoffs.

"It's not dishonest Luisa," you defend. "I'm just not telling him everything,"

"It's the same thing!" she throws her hands in the air out of frustration. "Listen...he's falling for you way harder than he should and..." she trails off. "If he asks you to marry him...what are you going to say?"

Your eyes widen slightly at her sudden question. "He's not going to do that," you wave her off and she scoffs in disbelief.

"Are you serious (Y/N)?" she shakes her head. "He's in love with you! He's going to ask you to marry him sooner or later! You can't possibly expect your relationship to carry on like this forever," she pinches the bridge of her nose.

"It's not going to be like that," you breathe slowly. "I'll figure something out," you say as you stand up and make your way upstairs. 

"You can't keep running away from reality (Y/N).." Luisa states behind you.

"Reality?" you question sarcastically. "What is reality Luisa? We've time traveled! There's nothing realistic about it!" you fuss and she doesn't respond.

She's really mad.

"Well I've got to go to bed," you say quietly as you continue up the stairs. "I've got to meet Michael tomorrow morning,"

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"Hey gorgeous," Michael smiles as he lets you into his beautiful mansion. "Let me take that for you," he takes your bag like a gentleman and sets it down on the coffee table. He then takes your hand and leads you to the sofa where the both of you sit down, facing each other.

"Hi," you smile, giggling slightly. "You look really happy this morning," you tease.

"Well I am," he smirks lightly. "Because I get to be in the presence of such a goddess," he makes exaggerated hand movements and you scoff playfully.

"Oh stop," you push his chest lightly and he chuckles softly.

"No, in all seriousness," he clears his throat. "I'm just happy to see you. I love you," he smiles shyly and you blush.