somebody to you || m.c

Chapter 16

"I'm bored," Michael groans from the couch, rolling off and flopping on the floor.

"Well what do you want to do? That we can all do together," I say, trying to rule out anything inappropriate.

"All together? Well, I guess we could..." Michael trails off.

"Michael!" I yell, slapping his arm.

"Ugh, it's Saturday night, can we go to a club or something?" Calum groans from beside me.

"Okay," I say, grabbing my keys and walking to the door.

"Where are you going?" Michael asks, following me with a look of confusion on his face.

"If we're going to go clubbing we need to get ready," I say, gesturing to Rachel and I.

"Right!" Rachel laughs, standing up and following me to the door.

"Oh, alright," Michael says, coming over to me and placing his hands on my waist.

"I'll text you?"

"Okay," Michael smiles, pulling me forward and quickly pressing his lips to mine. He releases me, walking back and sitting on the couch, waving to me. I wave back, walking out the door with Rachel following behind me.

"Oh wait, George!" Michael yells, running to the door.

"What? Did I forget something?" I ask, feeling my pockets for my phone.

"No. I just forgot to say I love you," He says, smiling sweetly. My heart flutters, and I smile widely at his goofy expression."I love you", he says, quickly kissing me again.

"And I love you," I smile, caressing his cheek slightly. He hasn't shaved in a while, his stubble kind of hurt my hand. I jerked it away, laughing subconsciously.

"I'll shave before we leave. Don't want to give you a pash rash," He smirks, walking back to the couch.

"Good, you do that."

We were walking to my car silently, until I hear Rachel groan beside me.

"What? Miss Luke already?" I smirk, nudging Rachel's side.

"No," She chuckles.

"I want a relationship like yours. I'm really jealous of you," Rachel blurts out, covering her mouth with her hand as if she didn't mean to say that.

"Wait.. you're jealous of me?" I ask, not quite believing what I was hearing.

"Yeah. Have you seen the way Michael looks at you? And the way he completely lights up when you walk in the room? I want that. I want a boy to look at me like that," She rambles on, looking down at her feet.

"Dude, I was always jealous of you in high school. You had boyfriends and stuff, and you were kind of pretty. Kind of," I say, looking over at Rachel who was smiling lightly.

"I'm kidding. You were so pretty and smart and I was only good at drama and you had fallen in love by the time you were 14 and it took me until I was 18 to fall for someone, and that person just happened to be Michael. The tables have turned," I chuckle, kicking at the ground.

"Yeah, I guess they have."

"Hey, maybe tonight you can get in with Luke."

"Shut up! But yeah, that would be great," she says, getting into my car.

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"Ready?" Rachel asks me, leaning against my doorframe.

"Yep," I say, grabbing my purse.

"Hey, remember 4 months ago when we were going to that club for the first time, and that was the night you met Michael and I met Luke and the others?" Rachel asks.

"Yeah, that was a good night", I say, smiling as well. "4 months. Wow, time has literally flown by."

"I've always been kind of confused about that night. So, you spent all night with Michael and he stayed at our house, but you didn't, like, sleep with him?"

"No, we just talked. Like you said, that night was to socialise and make friends."

"Yeah, you really were a social butterfly that night," Rachel laughs, rolling her eyes at me.

"Hey, I met the love of my life. I thought that night was successful," I laugh.

"Love of your life," Rachel repeats, as if she didn't believe it. "That's insane."

"I know," I sigh. "But I swear to God, I will never love anyone as much as I love Michael."

"I'm really happy for you," Rachel smiles. "So you didn't fuck that first night?"

"No!" I laugh. "We just talked. I pretty much knew everything there was to know about him in the first 24 hours of us knowing each other."

"That's really cute. Come on, I texted Luke and told him we'd be there soon," Rachel says.

"Harry," I call out to Harry who was sitting on my lounge with Niall watching TV. They moved out about a week ago, but their apartment building is getting sprayed for bugs so they're crashing on the couch tonight.

"Yes?" He calls, turning to face me.

"We're going out and will probably be home late so don't wait up. Love you," I say, waving to him as well as Niall.

"Bye!" Harry says in his thick British accent.

"Bye love you," Rachel says, running over and giving them both hugs.

"Love you too," They both say simultaneously and Rachel runs back over to me.

"Come on," She giggles, grabbing my arm and dragging me out the door.

"Someone's eager," I say, brushing her off me and walking at my own pace.

"Like you said, I want to 'get in' with Luke," She laughs, face-palming herself for saying that out loud.

"Hell yeah! Get wasted and hook up. Just kidding, please don't do that. That won't be a cute start to your relationship," I laugh.

"I don't care! I just want to be with him," She whines to me.

"Don't whine to me. There's nothing I can do about it," I laugh, patting her on the back. "A little sexually frustrated, are we?" 

"You wouldn't even know the meaning of it. You and Michael have sex like every few days," She rolls her eyes.

"We do not!" I laugh, punching her in the arm.

"Ow," She groans, rubbing the arm I had just punched.

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"There you are!" Michael cheers, sliding his arms around my waist and snuggling into the crook of my neck. My arms go to his waist, pulling him closer to me.

"I was only gone just over an hour," I giggle, pulling out of the hug to look at him.

"But I missed you," He pouts, biting his lip shyly. When he bites his lip, it drives me fucking crazy. He is literally the cutest person in existence but he can be sexy as fuck when he wants to be.

"Don't do that or we won't make it to the club," I whisper in his ear, my hot breath making him shiver. He kisses me softly, rubbing circles into the small of my back before pulling away and whispering, "we'll finish this later."

"Party time! Lets go," Calum and Ashton cheer and run out the door like excited children going to a theme park. "Let's go," I say, grabbing Michael's hand and pulling him out the door.

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sorry I'm ending this chapter here because I'm tired and my auto correct sucks and I haven't felt my pinky in over half and hour and I'm loosing feeling in my right arm and hand byE