Chapter 8: 1am

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I turned around and there was nobody else than Alison. Is she waiting on me to come home or what? I’m not 10 and she is not my mother. She just randomly comes in the hallway at 1 in the morning? I don’t think so. I’m so sick of her games, I will stop her. She’s ruining everything.

“Still” I answered her stupid question, than added: “And you…are you going to stand here? Or you will go inside to my dad and tell him how much you ‘love him’?” I said, showing the fakeness in “I love you’s” with my hands.

“Those I love you’s…may not be real…but his money is real, isn’t it? And what can you buy with love? Nothing! And with money? Everything!”

“You can’t buy a personality with it! And you REALLY need that” said Michael.

I was shocked at first, but then I thought about it…this is Michael. Honest Michael.

Alison sent him a glare, and shot the doors with full force.  I looked at Mikey and he was laughing his ass off. I joined him. We probably looked like a big dorks or idiots, -actually both- standing in the hallway at 1 am.

“I should go. My home is not exactly near.” He said still laughing.

I nodded but my heart didn’t want him to go. It wanted him to stay. It wanted him to cuddle with me, while the sound from TV lullabied us to sleep. But my lips were shut tight.

He kissed my temple than turned around. He reached the stairs and sent me a wink. I smiled and opened the doors. I reached the bed and just plopped myself on it. I was so tired but I won’t fall asleep soon, because I won’t stop thinking about Mikey. I looked out the window and saw rain drops racing down the glass. Michael. He can’t drive in the weather like this! He could, but I needed the excuse to ask him to stay over.

I sprinted down to the elevator. Why did he take the stairs?

I reached the lobby, and saw Michael through the window. I ran as fast as I could. He was in the middle of the road but then I screamed his name. He turned around and stopped.

He was soaking wet, from the rain and I was getting there. We were standing in the middle of the road, but it was 1 am, thank god there’s not a lot of traffic.

“Michael…”

It started raining even harder and we were both soaking wet by now. But I didn’t care.

“Kylie…”

Then he did it! HE DID IT!

He leaned. I leaned in. Than finally our lips met. I was dreaming about that kiss, for a long time now. His soft lips and my lips were fitting together like a puzzle. I was in heaven. His big hands gripped my waist and pulled me even closer than I already was. My hands found its way into his hair. He groaned a little, which just confirmed that he liked that. The kiss was getting heated, so pulled away. When I did, he seemed sad. I can put ‘kiss in the rain’  off of my bucket list.

“You do realize we are in the middle of the road, right Mikey?”

“I don’t care.” He whispered in my ear and then kissed my neck so softly.

“Michael…”

“Kylie?” he looked me in the eyes this time.

We were still in each other’s arms at 1 am in the middle of the street  on a rainy night.

“You can’t drive in the weather like that…” I started but he interrupted me.

“You want me to stay the night?” I expected him to tease me about it, but his smile showed different. He was happy.

I nodded and smiled and kissed him again. But that kiss was short.

“I would love to, Kylie”

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“Here, those are some shirts from my dad…choose one.” I put the shirts on my bed, letting him choose.

“Why do you have them?” he asked me innocently.

I thought about it, and to be true, I had no clue.

“I guess I miss him.”

He just nodded. He knows the whole story and probably understands what I just said.

“You can change there” I said pointing to the doors which led in the bathroom.

“Oh, why can’t I change right here?” he said smiling, while walking to the bathroom.

I just smiled at his nasty jokes. But I would love to see him shirtles.

While he was changing I also changed myself in something comfortable. I was looking through my collection of movies that I brought with me. I was searching for a good one. And I found it. Mrs. Doubtfire. Perfect.

“I’m back” he literally jumped from the bathroom. He makes me smile with simple things. Ugh I like him so much.

“I picked the movie, if you don’t mind…”

“Mrs. Doubtfire? I freaking love this movie!” he said, than started talking like Mrs. Doubtfire.

He was quite good at it. I was laughing so hard the tears started gathering in my eyes. When he noticed that he stopped. He took a sit next to me on the sofa.

“You’re so cute when you laugh” he said, removing a tear off of my cheek. I smiled at him and pressed the ‘START’ button.  

I placed myself next to Mikey, and he yawned. And accidently put his hand around me. You know those moves that boys make on girls in the movies? That's what he did...And i was melting inside.

I placed my head on his shoulder, and slowly fell asleep in his arms. He hugged right after that and my lips formed a smile.

“I’m sleepy…” I mumbled.

“It’s ok, go to sleep…” he said, and when he thought I was already asleep he added: “Girlfriend”

Girlfriend?! I was too tired and too comfortable in his arms, I didn’t bother to say anything. I guess I’ll ask him tomorrow.

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A/N

Yaaaas another chapter - BOOSHKA! - short one but thats better than nothing.

So...I watched The Fault In Our Stars...and this movie is freaking amazing! If you haven't watched it yet..I tell you..you have to watch it!! I had literally Niagara falls on my face- not even kidding! 

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