Today Jessica had offered to watch Ethan, because Michael wanted to do something. He had made me shut my eyes. I have no idea where we're going, and I'm not sure if I trust him to lead me anywhere. he could be trying to kill me.. "Where are we going?" I whined. I heard him chuckle, "You so impatient. Just wait." He replied. I groaned, but continued to follow. We walked for about 5 more minutes. "Open up!" he said. I opened my eyes. "Oh my god, Michael!" I said, wrapping my arms around him. He had a small round table sat up, with rose pedals around it. He wrapped his arms around me. "Do you like it?" He whispered in my ear. I nodded, "Its beautiful!" I looked over at it again. It was amazing. Nobody had ever done this for me. We sat down, and Calum emerged with a guitar. He sat a good distance away from us, strumming a song. I smiled at Michael. Ash came out with two plates. "I hope you like spaghetti.' he said smiling. He sat the plates in front of us, and they were filled with spaghetti. "Thanks." I said. Then Luke pranced out with wine. I chuckled. This was so cheesy. But it was cute.. "So.." Michael said, taking a bite of his food. "So." I answered back. he smiled, and poured us both some wine. "I didn't think of you as a wine person." I commented. He smirked, "Well, you don't know me very well. The real me." He said. I furrowed my brows. "Really?" I asked. He nodded, "First off.." He started, but trailed off, thinking better of it. "What?" I asked. he shook his head, "Nothing.." "Tell me Michael Gordon Clifford!" I said, poking him. He smiled, "I uh.. I really like you.. Like a lot.." He said. I smiled, "I really like you too. Like a lot.." I mocked. He stuck his tongue out at me. "This is really pretty Michael." I said. He nodded, "It is isn't it?" He asked, but was looking at me. I blushed. "So.. Tell me all your deep dark secrets." He said. I rolled my eyes. "I don't really have any.." He scoffed, "Yeah right!" I smiled, "Fine! Umm.... Well, I was adopted when I was 3. My parents died, from a car accident. I don't tell anyone, because they all think that my adopted parents are my real parents. But they aren't." He took my hand, "They still love you." He said. I smiled, "Yep... So tell me some of your now!" I said. He sighed, "Well.. I don't really like Ash." He whispered, then broke out in a laugh. I smiled, and rolled my eyes. "You were stuck on a bus with him for years. I couldn't see how you could totally like him. I would get really annoyed." I replied. He nodded, "Yeah. It wasn't too bad." He stared over at the guys. "But hey. At least you guys are still together. Still friends." I said. He nodded, "Yeah. I like to think that we'll always stick around each other. That my kids will call them their uncles.." He said. I nodded, "I wouldn't doubt it." He smiled. We finished up our food, just talking. Nothing special to be honest. Then we got up and walked around the lake. I pulled him down to the ground, and we sat by the lake, watching the sun set. "Thanks Michael." I said. He looked down at me. "For what?" He asked. "This. For being in Ethan;s life.. And mine. He really needed a father figure.." I said. "Well. I'm not going anywhere for a while." He said, pulling me towards him. I still had my doubts about that. I nodded, and looked back. After about a half an hour, we got back up. Walking back to the table. They guys were gone, the only thing left, the table, chairs, and a guitar. "Sit down." Michael said, walking over to the guitar. "Excuse me. I would like to dedicate this song to a special girl." He winked at me. I laughed. He cleared his throat, and started strumming. "I really wanna have sex with Angie Lee." He sung laughing. I was bent over laughing. I felt like a lung was gonna pop out, because I was laughing so hard. "Angie, that so wasn't funny." he said, trying to keep a straight face. I smiled at him, and he continued strumming.
"I love that accent you have when you say hello
You relocated from New York a month ago
That minivan that you drive really gets me going
And if it feels like it's right
Then it can't be wrong
No one understands the chemistry we have
