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Julianna's POV

I continue petting Michael's head as he slept, peacefully. I look at his face and study his looks; soft dark curls covering his closed eyes, caramel pale skin, and soft plump and kissable lips. I bite my lip at the sight of those lips; I heard small whimpers from him as his eyes squeeze tightly, I move his curls out of the way and kiss his forehead.

His whimpering quickly went away as I stroked him, "What am I gonna do with you?" I ask out loud. Michael starts to move around and yawn; he blinks, opening his eyes and looking up at me. "Hi." He smiles.

I continued to stroke his hair, "Hi."

I sit up and let go of his head as he sat up, he quickly puts his hand on his head, "What happened last night?"

"You were drunk and you suddenly got heartburn then puked."

He looks at me, "Really?"

I nod, "Yeah, you also spit blood on my nice T-shirt."

He looks away, "Fuck, I was only going to have only 1 True Blood," He faces me again, "Do you know how much I had? I know I had 2 but I don't remember the rest."

"You had four and a half." Michael's eyes widened.

"Four and a half?"

I nod and he looks away from my stare, then he quickly looks back at me with worried eyes, "Did I do anything to you or say anything to you about anything?"

"I ask if I made you happy since True Blood did."

"And?"

"You said sometimes."

"Did you believe me?"

I shake my head, "No; I did stutter at first but no." He turns his head forward and falls back on the bed, sighing.

"Good, it wasn't that bad." He smiles.

I kiss his forehead, "It's fine but," he looks at me as I pulled my lips away from his forehead, "why did you drink?"

His beautiful smile went to a sad frown as Michael looked away once again, "Stress and the argument; that's all."

My frown suddenly turned into a smile as I thought something, let's see if Michael would be able to do it, "Michael," he looks at me, "I'm gonna sober you up."

I get off the bed walking to the dresser and grabbing a swimsuit, "What do you mean? I'm already sober."

I giggle, "Yeah, it was just an expression."

"Oh."

"I know a place where we could cool off, it's in the forest we always go to."

"You mean swimming?"

"Yes, swimming. I'm getting ready. I'll be in the bathroom if you need me." I walk to the bathroom, closing the door after myself. I quickly take off my clothing and put on my tube-top and swimming bottoms, It was this red color.

I heard the bedroom door close and I quickly ran out, putting blue denim shorts and my black hoodie. I put my hair in a bun and put on tennis shoes with socks; I walk to the bedroom door, opening it and closing behind myself. I walk past the second bathroom, hearing groaning but I ignored it and walked to the kitchen looking for food; I open the fridge and look for food, there was leftover French toast from yesterday.

~4 minutes later~

Michael walks downstairs after he was dressed, he was in his signature outfit; black jeans, black T-shirt, white socks, black penny loafers, and his favorite leather jacket. He puts his hair in a messy bun, "You have a swimsuit?" I ask, walking to the door.

"I'm okay with skinny dipping." He says. I stop walking and turn around to face him, I gave him this look, "Ok! Yes, I brought one."

I face the door, opening it, "You have your cream? And is it waterproof?"

"Yes, and yes, it's kinda like sunscreen."

I walk out of the house, Michael closes the door behind us and puts on his sunglasses; Michael picks me up bridal style; I giggle, gripping his leather jacket. "Where is this lake at?"

"I'll show you when we get there."

"I'll take us to the forest; hold on." I held his jacket tighter, making my hands hurt after a minute.

Once we got there, he put me down and I shook my head; I was so dizzy. "Sorry," Michael says.

"No, it's fine," I say, regaining my balance.

I rest on his arm for a few seconds then started walking to the waterfall; it was a 15-minute walk since Michael dropped us close to the stop. I look around, spotting the waterfall; Michael looks at me then at the waterfall, his lip part.

"Wow, that is beautiful." It had a lot of shade for both me and Michael; I start walking over to it, Michael follows.

Michael's POV

*I thought she said lake. This water is so beautiful.*

In the corner of my eye, Julie starts removing her clothes. "Are you getting in?" Julie asked as she unbuttoned her shorts.

"Yeah," I look at her, "I'm just," she bends over, pushing her shorts down, "enjoying," I couldn't help it; I arch my back, looking at her ass, "the view." She stood up and I look away, pretending I'm stretching; she looks at me with a smile, I look at her putting my arms next to my side. She walks over to me and comes up to my ear, whispering, "If you want my ass, then come in the water."

I gulp as she pulls away walking into the water; I quickly remove my clothes and show my swimming trunks. She turns around, walking deeper into the water; I walk up behind her, grabbing her waist.

She jumps a little from how quick I was, "Damn, Michael. You almost scared the shit out of me!"

I laugh at her fear, "Shut up, you would jump if I was behind you." She says, challenging me.

"No, I would not," I say, letting go of her waist and jump into the water.