The Day that Changed My Life

Chapter 22~ Who the fuck are you?

Alexandra's Pov.

After Michael calmed me down in my room, Mom called us down for dinner. We all had a nice dinner, it was mostly Dad asking the boys question after question. They didn't seem to mind but I did honestly, just let them eat in peace is that to much to ask?

"Kyle why don't you show Luke, Ashton and Calum to their room. They must be exhausted." Mom smiled and Kyle nodded getting up with the three boys following him after thanking my mother for the wonderful dinner. I do agree that it was a good meal, I missed my mothers cooking.

"Olivia do you mind me asking where I'll be sleeping?" Michael asked politely while helping me gather the dirty dishes on the dinning room table.

"Oh you'll be staying in Alex's room with her." Mom shrugged and I nearly dropped the stack of plates I had in my hands. I looked at Mom with my jaw dropped, Dad didn't seem very happy with the news as I saw him glaring at Mom.

"Olivia." He warned but she just waved him away.

"They share a room everyday in Australia, what's the difference here?" She asked with a raised brow and Dad scoffed to himself. I smirked slightly, I'm happy that Michael will be staying with me. I love sleeping in the same bed as him. He's just so warm and cuddly.

"Sir if you're not okay with this I could sleep on the living room couch." Michael offered but Mom just waved him off.

"Michael dear, stay in Alex's room with her. Derek can get over his irrational fear of our daughter sleeping in the same bed as a boy." Mom smiled and I grinned at this. Mom is sticking up for me this is a great day.

I looked to Michael and he looked a little weary about the situation at hand. I nudged him with my elbow and motioned to the kitchen. He followed me there with a stack of dishes in his hands. I set my stack on the counter and he followed suit. I smiled at Michael and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms protectively around me as I cuddled further into his chest just loving being in his arms.

"Is your Dad going to murder me in my sleep if I stay in your room?" Michael asked after I pulled away and started the dish water. I laughed loudly and shook my head at his absurd thought.

"Don't worry Babe he won't go near my room, my Mom will make sure of it." I promised and he nodded his head looking relieved at the news that he will in fact not be dying tonight. I smiled as I started filling up the sink with freshly washed dishes.

"Clifford zip your lip and grab the towel, you're going to help dry them."

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After washing and drying the dishes Michael and I got ready for bed. We just laid down when there was a small knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yelled and saw the door open to see Grace standing there with a small smile on her face.

"What're you doing up so late munchkin?" Michael asked as I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his waist. Grace giggled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Daddy sent me in here and told me to tell you not to do any funny business. Whatever that means." She giggled and I laughed as mine and Michael's faces turned bright red.

"Okay thanks Grace, tell your Dad that there won't be any at all." Michael assured and she nodded her head happily before closing the door.

I groaned as soon as she left as Michael laughed loudly while he wrapped his arms around me making me instantly more warm and ten times more comfortable. I can't believe Dad sent my ten year old little sister to come and tell us that. Its a total Dad thing to do, honestly I'm not even sure why I'm so surprised.

"I can't believe him." I giggled.

"He's just making sure you'll be alright Love." Michael smiled and kissed my head.

"I know, lets get some sleep. We got a big day tomorrow well not really. Any day with my family is big." I joked and Michael rolled his eyes at me before closing his eyes.

Not even two minutes later he fell asleep and I could hear the soft sounds of his patterned breathing in my ear. It was rhythmic enough to lull me asleep.

It was probably not even thirty minutes later when I heard my window open. I squinted my eyes and saw a figure come in. I shook Michael awake. Michael woke up instantly and widened his eyes as he saw an unknown figure in my room, the dark atmosphere not allowing us to catch a sight of the thief.

Michael jumped off of the bed and went to tackle the man, he got him down on the ground and punched him harshly. The man groaned and tried to fling Michael off of him. I went to my closet and grabbed the baseball bat ready to swing whenever needed.

"Who the fuck are you?" Michael hissed at the man, when I was about to turn on the light.

"No, who the fuck are you?" A familiar voice rasped and I dropped the bat onto the ground and crossed my arms.

"Carter why the fuck are you sneaking into my room through the window at midnight?"