somebody to you || m.c

Chapter 35

I open my eyes to a bright light being shone on my face. I groan, slowly opening my eyes to find my window open, and that the bright light was the sun. I look down at Michael who was asleep on my stomach, snoring softly. I smile, running a hand through his hair. He groans, fluttering his eyes open and smiling at me.

"Morning bub," He says, his voice raspy and quiet.

"Morning Mikey," I smile, continuing to run my fingers through his hair.

"Fuck, I never realised how good it felt to have someone running their hands through your hair," He says, moaning quietly.

"Mhm," I smile, yawning loudly and scrunching up my nose.

"You're so fucking cute, how did I even get you?" he asks, smiling up at me sweetly.

"I ask myself the same question," I giggle, leaning down and softly kissing his forehead.

"What day is it?" He questions, rubbing his head.

"It's the last day of University," I say, cheering quietly. "For the semester."

"Finally," He groans, sitting up and shuffling next to me, slinging his arm around my shoulders.

"What are you doing?" I giggle.

"I'm being cool and casual, you know," He laughs, removing his arm from my shoulders and wrapping both his arms around my waist, dragging me down onto the bed and cuddling into the crook of my neck.

"We need to get up," I groan, dragging out the last word.

"Can't we just stay like this all day?"

"We miss a lot of University, we should really go. Even though I'm sure you are very hung over."

"I am not," he laughs. "I sobered up at the end, kind of. Okay, maybe I'm a little hung over but I remember everything that happened."

"Everything?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow at him.

"Everything," He smiles, kissing me softly on the lips. "Well, we better get up."

"Yeah, we probably should," I sigh, resting my hands on Michael's chest and looking into his eyes. "Have I ever told you how much I fucking love your eyes?"

"No, you haven't," Michael chuckles. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"I think you've mentioned it once or twice," I joke, giggling quietly. We sit there in silence for a few more seconds, just enjoying each others company.

"Okay, let's go," I sigh, wiggling out of Michael's arms and standing up.

"Aw, couldn't we cuddle for a few more minutes?" He asks, pouting.

"I wish," I sigh, throwing the shirt Michael wore before the party on.

"You're wearing my shirt?" He smirks, sitting up.

"Smells like you," I shrug, smiling over at him.

"Hm... I'm not going to lie, it looks pretty hot on you."

"Looks hotter on you," I wink, jumping in an attempt to get my jeans all the way up my legs.

"Okay, I'm getting up," He says, rubbing his hands on his face and standing up, grabbing a fresh shirt and pair of pants and putting them on.

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"See you next year!" Ms Shore yells, causing all the students in my class to stand up and cheer, running out of the classroom. I stand up, slinging my bag over my shoulder and walking into the corridor to find Michael standing on the other side of the corridor talking to the others. I smile running over to him and hugging him from behind, kissing him on the cheek.

"Hey George," Luke smiles, waving at me.

"Hey Luke, how was the sex last night?" I ask, making Luke choke on his saliva and start coughing. I laugh, sliding my arms around Michael's waist.

"It was..." Luke starts, looking at Rachel who was laughing awkwardly. "Really fucking great."

"Oh God yeah," She laughs, grabbing his hand.

"Awesome," I say, rolling my eyes.

"You're welcome for the present, by the way," Michael says, patting Luke on the shoulder.

"Hey! It was my present!" Rachel laughs.

"I think Luke liked it more," I smirk, causing Luke to laugh loudly.

"You're probably right," Luke shrugs.

"Okay, we're going to head our separate ways, yeah?" Calum asks, tapping his foot nervously on the floor.

"Why so eager to leave, Cal? Got a date?" Rachel teases, poking his stomach.

"Yeah," he shrugs. "So I'll catch up with you guys later on, at ours," He says, picking up his backpack and rushing off.

"Okay, we're off, then," Michael says, grabbing my hand and dragging me away. I turn around and shout goodbye to everyone, turning back around and running closer to Michael.

"What do you wanna do?"

"You."

"Alright," I laugh, and we both squeal like little children and run to my car.

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filler filler filleR but hey now they're on holidays so stuff can happen yay