Dear Michael | clifford

Letter 8

September 15th, 2013

Dear Michael, 

It’s 4:02am and we just got off the phone. You called me because you couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t sleep either. I never can.

I have insomnia.

I barely sleep and when I do, I have nightmares. I dream about my cousin touching me and about my ‘friends’ calling me names. It sucks.

But the first night we spent together, all of my fears went away. For the first time, I could sleep without any nightmares and without waking up in the middle of the night.

I felt so save in your arms, I felt like no one could harm me as long as you would hold me.

But I didn’t tell you.

I only told you that I liked being in your arms, you smiled at me and kissed my forehead. That was also the day we first kissed.

Remember that day?

It was two weeks after we first met in the cinema, on a rainy day. You wanted to take me out to our second date. We wanted to go to the beach but it started to rain so we ran all the way back to your car but that didn’t save us from becoming extremely wet.

My hair clung in my face and my clothes became see-through. We quickly climbed into your car, escaping from the rain. I started shivering, so you gave me your pullover from the back of your car.

We just sat there, looking at each other while the radio was playing a the 1975 song. I think it was ‘Robbers’ but I don’t really remember.

Suddenly you started to lean in and my breathing hitched. I had never kissed a boy before (except my cousin, but I never kissed him back). Our noses were brushing against each other and I could feel your hot breath on my skin. I closed the space between us by pressing my lips on yours. You instantly responded, cupping my face and pulling me as close as possible. I tilted my head to the side to deepen the kiss.

I don’t remember how long we sat there in your car making out but when we finally stopped, it wasn’t raining anymore. The sun was shining through the clouds and a faded rainbow was visible.

That day you drove me home and insisted on staying the night, not because you wanted to have with sex me but because you didn’t want to leave me alone. We cuddled all night and just like I mentioned it before, I felt save.

You made me forget about all my worries, for a few hours at least.

Thank you for everything.

I love you so much, Michael.

Love always,

Mia

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this chapter made me feel very emotional

i love michael & mia so much 

but i still feel like this fanfiction sucks idk