Lost Love (A Michael Phelps love story)

Chapter 6

******Nikki’s P.O.V ********

The text from my sister read, “You’re right he is cute! He looks familiar too… I think from TV.”

“Lay Off! And really,” I replied with.

“Yeah, I’ve seen him somewhere,” She told me.

“Ok, whatever,” I texted back and put my phone back into my pocket. Then Michael came back and placed a cup in front of me.

“Thank you Michael,” I thanked him.

“You’re welcome Nikki,” He replied.

“So Michael, What’s your favorite color,” I asked.

“Blue,” Michael informed.

“That’s cool, I love red, purple or black,” I told him.  

“Ahh, What kind of music do you listen to,” He asked.

“Well usually, Rock and pop,” I replied.

“That’s cool, I love Li’l Wayne,” He informed.

“That’s cool, Uhh, What’s you’re favorite Animal,” I asked.

“Well, I love dogs, I have a bull dog named, Herman,” He answered.

“I love dogs too. That’s a good name too,” I happily informed.

“So, Nikki, what’s your favorite movie,” Michael asked me.

“Uhh! That is a tough one! I love Joe Dirt, scream and Tommy boy,” I said with a smile.

“Tommy boy is the best,” Michael replied.

“Yeah, Chris Farley is so Epic,” I commented.

“So is David spade,” He added.

“True that,” I agreed and took a sip of my coffee.

“Yep,” He said and finished his coffee.

Then he looked at me with a weird look on his face….. Oh god do I have something on my face???? Oh god, oh god, OH GOD!

“Is it just me of does it seem like that chick over there in the pink and black shirt is stalking us,” Michael asked nodding over to Bridget.  

“What the heck is she doing here,” I mumbled. I knew Michael would hear.

“What Nikki,” He asked.

“That over there is my sister Bridget,” I told him.

“oh, That kind of makes sense,” Michael told me.

“Yeah, I didn’t even notice her. What is she doing here anyways…she doesn’t even like Coffee,” I said and laughed.

“I don’t know, do you just want to walk down to the pool now,” He asked.

“Uhh, yes please. You’re right I think she’s stalking us,” I replied and chuckled.

Michael got up, and then he held his large hand out to me. I grabbed it and got up. We walked out of Starbucks hand and hand. Michael led me to where the pool was.

“OK, so you can go into the girl’s locker room and I’ll meet you in the pool area,” Michael told me pointing to the locker room.

“Ok, I’ll see you there,” I told him and headed to the girl’s locker room.  

Once I got into the locker room I took off my hoodie, jeans and blouse. I stuffed all of that into my backpack, took out my sister’s goggles she lent me, and threw my backpack into a random locker and locked it with my lock. I walked out of the door that said ‘pool’ When I did I saw Michael sitting on the edge with his legs in the water. He looked even cuter with his swim cap on. DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HIS AMAZINGLY ROCK HARD ABS!  Oh damn, why am I doing this again???!!?!?!

“Hey Michael,” I said sitting down next to him and letting my feet hit the cold water.

“Well hello there Nikki,” Michael said looking at me.

“So, you gonna help me swim,” I asked him.

“Yes, of course I’ll help you,” He replied.

Michael then hopped in and stood there.  “Now, jump into my arms,” He demanded.

I took a deep breath bulled my goggles on and jumped into his arms.

“Now that wasn’t so bad now was it,” He said as we semi hugged in the water.  

“No I guess not,” I replied with a smile.

He started to loosen his grip on me. “NO MICHAEL DON’T LET GO,” I said really loud tightening my grip on him.  

“Nikki, you can stand here hun,” He whispered into me ear with a cheeky smile.

“Fine,” I mumbled.

“Nikki…. I have to tell you something,” Michael told me slowly……..

MICHAEL IS SO HOT>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>