Masquerade (Michael Clifford)

Chapter 16

We're at Michael's house, on the couch cuddled up watching White Chicks. After we left my house, Paige texted me and said her and Collin are going out tonight. I didn't care because, well, so am I. I'll just stay at Michael's house. It's not like he cared if I did.

The almost kiss was nothing to us now. Well, it's something to me. We almost kissed! How is that not a big deal? Michael is being so calm about it. How?! I'm calm on the outside, but screaming on the inside. Heaven's Christ we almost kissed and I didn't do anything to stop it and neither did he. Partially because I wanted to kiss him, and I'm pretty sure he wanted to kiss me, but that's not the point here. Michael had also called me babe. Babe! I feel like a fangirl because I'm so jittery, and I'm freaking out. I'm so confused. Happy, but confused.

Does Michael like me? I mean he tried to kiss me too, and he's always touching me. Not to mention the whole pretend couple thing. I'm not complaining, no not at all. He's just confusing me. Friends don't do these types of things. Were we even friends at one point? It went from not knowing each other, to being pretend couples all the time. Not once was there a friendly relationship between us. What even is a friendly relationship?

Calum has been blowing up my phone. I ignored him though, he'll just bother me with questions that I don't have answers for. Like 'Why were you two about to kiss?' I don't even know. It was an in the moment thing I guess. He looked really hot. And his voice was really deep, his lips were really plump and, shit getting off track.

Focus Scarlett

Damn Michael Clifford and his damn attractive face. Getting me all flustered and sidetracked.

Oh, Calum yes. I just hope he doesn't tell the others. By others, I mean Collin and all of them. I don't need Collin adding things to his list of 'Reasons To Ignore Scarlett' which is bull shit because he's my older brother. Doesn't act like one, but he still is.

"Scarlett?" Michael's voice brought me out of my thoughts.

"Hm?" I hummed, sitting up from his embrace to look at him.

"You alright? Your favorite part just came up and you didn't laugh." he said, sitting up too.

"Oh, um yeah. I'm fine." I said smiling at him. He smiled but shook his head.

"Come on babe. Don't lie. What're you thinking?" Michael said pulling me on his lap to where my back was on his chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my hand in his. I stiffened, because babe.

"Nothing really." I lied again. He put his head on my shoulder.

"Scarlett." he said, nuzzling his head in my neck. His breath hit my neck, and I shivered.

"Michael." I said. He groaned, and squeezed my hand.

"Tell me," he stopped to kiss my neck. I gasped, and shivered. "What you," he kisses my neck again. "Are thinking." he finished his sentence with another kiss to my neck. My body was tingly, and I'm breathing heavily. He was leaving kisses along my jaw now. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He moved his hand under my shirt, and started rubbing my hip with his thumb. "What's wrong?" he whispered into my neck. I could feel his smirk on my neck.

"You can't. You can't do this, and expect me to be, be okay." I stuttered out. He sucked on my neck, which made make take an intake of breath. He hummed against my neck. "Michael. S-Stop." he left little kisses on my neck.

"Are you gonna tell me what you're thinking?" he mumbled. I hummed in response. He kissed my neck one last time, then pulled his head back. I quickly leaped off of his lap, and ran to the room that I've been sleeping in. I closed and locked the door, then sat on the bed. "Scarlett! What the fuck?" Michael yelled. I heard footsteps, then a knock on the door. "Scarlett, you said you were gonna tell me." he whined out.