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♡Significant|Part Four♡

Dedicated to the KiingOfPop

I'm sorry that it sucks😢

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You woke up the next morning to the sound of your alarm clock, beeping loudly. It was eight in the morning, and tutoring started at nine. You sat up in bed, and ran your fingers through your messy hair. You looked around the room for a moment before you got up from the bed, getting to your feet.

Walking toward your bedroom door - you opened it and walked out, not bothering to shut the door behind you. You walked down the staircase, and into the kitchen - spotting a small paper that was located at the center of the dining table, in the kitchen. You frowned a little, and walked over to the piece of paper - grabbing it gently. It was a note from your parents.

We're at work, good luck for the tutoring today.

-Love, mom and dad.

You sighed and screwed the note up, walking to dump it into the rubbish bin in the kitchen. Suddenly, you heard someone speak from behind you.

"Ouch, you don't seem to happy," Michael's voice made your eyes widen before you turned around to look at him. You placed your hand on your chest and shook your head.

"You....scared me," you mumbled. "You need to work on your appearances, you can't just keep showing up out of nowhere. You'll give me a heart attack,"

"Or maybe you should just get used to the idea of me being around," he folded his arms.

"Fair enough," you bit your lip, looking away.

Michael walked up to you, and placed his hands on your shoulders.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"No," you breathed, looking away. "My parents are always out before I can see them. I just...feel so alone," you shook your head.

"I'm here for you," he held his hand out. You stared at it before placing your hand in his. He pulled you in, and hugged you. He was freezing, but you didn't mind. Rubbing your back gently, he began to make you feel at ease.

A moment passed before you pulled away, running your hands over your night dress. He stared at you, and a small smile formed on his face.

"I should go and get ready," you said softly. "Will you be accompanying me?"

"Ooh, yes!" he nodded. "School sounds exciting,"

"Trust me, it isn't," you laughed a little as you walked toward the staircase. "Especially when you have to tutor during the holidays,"

"Still," Michael said as he followed you. "Meeting the people that you go to school with sounds interesting," he grinned.

You stopped and turned around to face him.

"You're not going to meet them," you raised an eyebrow.

"Right," he nodded. "I'm just going to see them,"

"Mhm," you smiled before turning around to climb the stairs again. "And you can't follow me into the bedroom, because I'm going to change,"