"I'm really digging the eyebrow piercing," I say, lying in Michael's lap on the very small, frigid hospital bed.
"It hurt like a bitch," He laughs, twirling it around with his thumb and index finger.
"I think you're just a bitch, if you thought that hurt how the hell did you two tattoos?" I giggle, poking his tattoo and smiling up at him.
"I was thinking of you," He says, poking me back.
"Oh, really?" I smirk, sitting upright and tickling Michael's stomach. The bed really wasn't made for two, as he knocks one of the bars with his elbow, sending the bed crashing to the floor.
"Fuck!" I laugh, standing up and trying to fix the bed. "Get up, you goof," I laugh at Michael, who scampers out of the small bed and onto his feet.
"You broke the bed!" I laugh, shaking my head at him.
"We could have broken the bed when we--"
"What happened in here?" A nurse asks, running into the room.
"He broke the bed," I say, stepping away from Michael to make myself seem less guilty.
"Right, I think we can discharge you now. Oh, and by the way, if you're going to have sex in a hospital, at least be quiet," The nurse says with a smirk, turning on her heel and walking out the door.
"Oh my God," I say, widening my eyes at Michael. "They heard us having sex!" I cry, burrying my head in my hands and sitting on a chair.
"I know, that's fucking hilarious!" Michael cheers, and I send him a glare. He stops cheering, sending me a confused expression. "What's the matter?"
"That's so embarrassing, oh my God!" I say, but end up laughing. "We should get going, I guess"
"Yeah, so I can fuck you without having to worry about sassy nurses and old people," He laughs, grabbing my elbow, elbow, and dragging me out the door.
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I walk into my appartment to see Rachel and Luke cuddling on the couch. I clear my throat, sending her a confused expression.
"Oh, hey," She says awkwardly, shuffling away from Luke a bit.
"Don't stop cuddling just because we're here," I laugh.
"We're?" She asks, furrowing her eyebrows at me in confusion.
"Yeah?" I say, looking behind me to find Michael crouched on the floor outside the appartment. "What are you doing?" I ask him, walking over to him and grabbing his arm, hoisting him to his feet.
"Uh, just chilling," He says, folding his arm and leaning against the wall.
"Oh, okay," I say, walking back inside and slamming the door on Michael, laughing quietly to myself.
"Who's out there?" Rachel asks, standing up and walking to the door. She opens it, gasping as she sees Michael.
"This isn't a soap oprah, Rachel. What's with the gasp?" I ask, rolling my eyes at her.
"Well, you're ex boyfriend came home with you and is sitting on the floor outside our appartment after he has been missing for 3 weeks. That's what's with the gasp," She says, smiling awkwardly at Michael. "Sorry," She whispers to him, but he just shakes his head to let her know that it's okay, it was true.
"Oh, well we're back together, I guess," I shrug, grabbing two packets of chips and throwing one at Michael.
"What!?" Rachel shouts, causing me to drop my chip packet on the floor in shock.
"Goddammit woman, look at what you've done!" I groan, grabbing the packet and scooping the chips into my hand, shrugging, and throwing them into my mouth.
"That's disgusting," She mutters, returning to the couch and cuddling herself into Luke's side.
"Don't you want to know what happened?" I ask in shock. Rachel is a huge sticky beak, and when huge news, like this, comes along she usually wants to know everything that happened straight away.
"Later," She mouths, smiling at me, then at Luke, and then returns watching the movie she was previously watching.
"Huh," I shrug, walking back to the door and swinging it open.
"What the hell are you doing?" I giggle, watching him shove about ten chips in his mouth at once.
"Swallow before you talk, please," I say, pointing to his mouth.
"I'll be saying that to you later," He smirks, standing up. I roll my eyes at him, slapping his arm lightly.
"You're gross," I say, scrunching my nose up.
"You love me," He laughs, folding the chip packet up and sticking it in his pocket, grabbing my waist and kissing me gently.
"Ew! You taste like chips," I say, pulling away and shoving him back outside.
"Hey! You do too!" He frowns, folding his arms over his chest.
"Get inside you bloody hooligan," I say, grabbing his arm and dragging him inside.
"You shoved me out there!" He laughs, grabbing my waist and holding me firmly.
"Whatever," I say, attempting to walk into my room but Michael held me steady. "What are you doing?" I question him, pushing my bottom lip out.
"You're so cute," He says, quickly kissing me on the lips and wrapping his arms around me in a hug. "I missed you so much"
"I missed you more, Mikey," I sigh, wrapping my arms tightly around his torso and resting my head on his chest.
"Okay, lets go into your bedroom, yeah?" He asks, winking at me.
"If you two are going to have sex, please don't do it while I'm home," Rachel calls from the lounge room.
"We won't!" Michael calls back. "She didn't say anything about blowjobs," He whispers to me, laughing quietly to himself.
"Who said you're getting a blowjob?"
"Me"
"Maybe another time, I woke up at like 2am for you," I say, trudging into my room and flopping face-first onto my bed.
"Okay, tomorrow," He says, crawling into the bed next to me.
"Gnight Mikey," I mumble, crawling closer to him so that he could wrap his arms around my waist like he always used to. He gets the hint, slowly wrapping his arms around me from behind, pulling me closer to him.
"Goodnight, gorgeous."
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lol this is borning but I'm hungry so I'm going to eat my dinner which i have been waiting to eat all day adios
also i didn't read over this so if you point out any errors you die
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somebody to you || m.c
FanfictionThis is a story about a girl and a boy who fall in love faster than the speed of light. Not every love story is as romantic as Romeo and Juliette, this is real life.