My own Prince Charming

Chapter 5

"Home sweet home" Michael said as we reached the front door, of a stone, semi- mansion. I looked up at the house in awe, I so didn't live here, this place was massive and obviously expensive. Michael looked at me an laughed at my face. I stuck my tongue out at him and walked over to him.

"You okay?" Michael asked me, I nodded slowly, still shocked at the house we lived in.

"So, how long have you lived here?" I asked curiously, I was wondering if this was a his childhood house or something.

"Emm, five, six years I think, I bought it with some of my inheritance from my uncle George, he always drank too much the stupid man." Michael shook his head at the memory. I smiled softly at him, he cared a lot for his family, and his loved ones.

"Anyway, let's get you inside so that we can get you settled in again." Michael grabbed my bags from the stairs and unlocked the door, letting me go in first. If I thought the outside looked amazing the inside was beautiful. The entrance area was made of stone and wood, it was warm and welcoming, the perfect entrance for a house. I was falling in love with this house and I had only been inside for two minutes.

"Come on, Abs, we have all of tomorrow to have a tour of the house." He didn't laugh at me for being in awe, he just smiled as if he was remembering, my eyes widened as I realised that he was probably thinking of the first time I actually saw this house.

Instead of dwelling on it, I continued to follow him through the house. The next room we entered was the living room, it was so different from the entrance but it fit in so much with him. It had a fireplace, I smiled when I saw it, I have always wanted one. Michael saw my face and looked at me questionably.

"I have always wanted a fireplace in my house." Michael's eyes lit up when I said my house. It took me a couple minutes to realise why. He was happy that I was accepting that I live here.

"Do you want me to show you our I mean your bedroom?" I nodded and just ignored his fumble, I didn't know what to say, so I decided to just nod my head and smile. we walked back to the entrance and began the delicate operation of climbing the stairs. Once we reached the top, we turned right and walked past around three other wooden doors, before we stopped. Michael took a deep breath before walking in. I gasped as I looked around.

The room was beautiful, there was a fireplace with stone on the same wall, the rest of the room was made of wood. There was a window bench on the same wall with a blanket and pillow, with a notebook on the top. There was a door at each side of the double bed,  it was obviously a wardrobe and an en-suite. I felt like my legs were going to give way, the room was so magical.

"Emm, you usually sleep on the left side so that's where the wardrobe is, because well honestly you have more clothes than me." He smiled and began to walk towards the door, he opened it and I gasped.

It was like a miniature room, with shelf's all the way around, it has a island in the middle with a mirror, and make-up covering it, the shelves and rails were filled - half of which were obviously Michael's and the other half was clearly mine. This house is unbelievable it was so brilliant. Mike put my bags down on a round chair that was in the corner of the room.

"We can deal with that later, I want to show you the kitchen, so we can get some food, then we can get an early night." I nodded with Mikes suggestion, I was beat.

When we reached the kitchen, I smiled, this was like my dream house form when I was little. the kitchen was spaced out and had an island in the middle. It was perfect. I sighed as I sat on one of the island benches. Mike smiled and walked over to the fridge and took out a tub and put it straight into the microwave. I cocked my head to the side wondering what we were going to be eat.

"Don't bother I am not telling you what we are having, its a surprise." I sighed and began drumming my fingernails against the work top. Mike laughed and got two plates out of a cupboard and some cutlery out of the drawer. I walked over to the fridge and looked to see what there was to drink, I spotted can's of Lilt and grabbed two and put them on the worktop, opening one and taking a giant gulp from it, I sighed as the cold liquid hit the back of my throat. Mike grabbed the other one and did the same as I, he then walked back over to the microwave, took the tub out, stirred it and then split the contents between the two plates, he opened the cupboard above him and took out  a pack of wraps. I lifted my eyebrow until he lifted the plates and brought it over to me and I saw that it was beef stir fry. I smiled as my favourite meal was in front of me.

"My favourite, Thanks" I smiled over at mike as I began to tuck in.

"I know" Mike said quietly looking into my eyes. I stared back I really was falling for him, his eyes were drawing me in, I knew it was only a matter of time before I fell in love with him.

We finished our meals in silence, then started on the dishes, I washed and he dried. As soon as we were done, mike ruined the peace, "So, do you want me to sleep in the spare room?" He asked unsure.