Chapter 31.

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"Sorry," said Michael as I couldn't speak.

"Don't worry Mike," she said, getting up from the couch and then approached us, "leaving already?" she asked.

He discretely pushed me forward, I half reacted, trying to wash off the pain from my face, I guided him to the door and he seemed to notice what happened.

"See ya later guys." said Michael, waving goodbye at Ashton and Sharon. And before I closed the door he leaned in and kissed my cheek, so close to my lips he almost touched them with his, and before I could react he winked at me.

I stood there paralysed, thinking of what Michael just did or better said, why.

"Bye." I finally muttered closing the door after staring at Michael once again.

I closed the door and turned around, just to see Sharon's big blue eyes staring at me widely, while Ashton's were so full of anger; But that was impossible, wasn't it?, he couldn't get mad about one stupid rose, right?, he limited his actions to just killing me with his stare and when he realised he looked away.

"What did you guys talk about?" she asked, curiosity have always been part of Sharon but recently I've been founding it irritating.

"Nothing," I shrugged nonchalantly, "his aunt, the dinner," I rambled on, I didn't want to talk about it anymore, it hurt, "you know what?, I'm gonna check if we have mail." I made up, I just wanted to run away from that uncomfortable moment.

"But..." I didn't let her finish.

I shut the door behind me and sighed, I walked downstairs slowly, when I reached the first floor I opened a little box with the numbers 312 written on it, to see of we did have mail, I only found some brochures about banks, that was the only thing I could understand, I took them in my hands and wrinkled them shaping them into a ball, and then I walked outside.

I then sat on the boardwalk putting the paper ball next to me, then I took my hands to my arms it was a cold night here in Venice, the sky was painted by a dark blue colour and some little stars shining above my, and the gelid air complemented it wonderfully.

The door swung open and before I could think of something his voice appeared.

"We need to talk." his voice startled me, he tried to hide the anger but he wasn't good at it.

I suddenly felt scared, had he taken the rose thing so seriously?, I looked at him worried.

He sat next to me, so close his arm was touching mine and I felt a little warm.

"What about?" I asked.

"What was that?" he asked in the same tone as before.

"What was what?" this already looked like a word game.

"That! I mean," he stammered, "Why he kissed you?"

I laughed, I really thought he was going to give a speech about the rose and then he came up with this.

"He didn't kiss me," I replied, this was so absurd.

"And how do you explain the fact he put his lips against yours!" he claimed angrily.

"He didn't kiss me," I wanted to laugh so hard, but I didn't, "well, at least not on the lips, he kissed me on the cheek Ashton, like friends." I shrugged.

"You didn't look like friends," he muttered, his teeth gritted.

"Irwin, you're starting to sound like my father," I said a little bit angry, I didn't have to explain every single detail of my life to him.

He looked at me, and sighed.

"Why did you give the rose to Sharon?"

"Because, she's your girlfriend," I said even though it hurt, "and you should give her roses and teddy beard or whatever crosses your mind."

"But. I. Wanted. To. Give. It. To. You." he insisted.

"Was I supposed to tell her that? I don't think so," I snorted, "why do you care about everything I do? Huh?, Why do care if I gave the rose to Sharon and made up an excuse to save your ass?, Why do you care if Michael kisses me and gives me a bouquet full of red roses?, Why?" I was angry, and I really wanted to know the answer to this questions.

He stayed quiet looking away, his eyebrows furrowed, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

"I don't know," he muttered, "I gotta go." he then hopped into his Hybrid and left me.

I sat there thinking, thinking of what just happened. I felt lost, with my head in the colds and not for a goos reason. Why was he acting like this? Unless he... No, that was impossible, maybe he just misunderstood everything and if he did maybe Sharon did too. And now, even though I did not want to talk to Sharon, because I seriously didn't want to lie and smile with hypocrisy, I had to stand up and give her the Michael-And-I-Are-Just-Friends speech.

I stood up lazily and opened the door, I drove my feet upstairs until I reached the third floor, I stared at the door for a couple of seconds and opened, I was asking God for a little bit of help, I really needed it.

I walked insides and I saw Sharon watching TV from the kitchen, re-heating the leftovers of the pizza we ate on thursday, she smiled at me widely.

I tried to smile.

"Why the big smile?, you didn't burn the pizza?"

"Hey," she whimpered like a little girl, "that happened just once, and also a couple years ago." she said and laughed.

I laughed at the memory of us burning pizza at her place, we were just seventeen.

"That's not why I'm smiling," she said, "you," she pointed at me, "have something to tell me."

"Like what?" I acted like I didn't know what she was talking about.

"I don't know, you tell me, something about a guy with crimson hair, called I don't know... Michael?" she teased and I rolled my eyes.

"Shar, when are you going to understand that Michael and I are just friends?"

"But I saw..."

"A kiss, I know," I cut her off rolling my eyes, "he kissed me, but on the cheek, close, but on the cheek, we sorted things out, and we decided we're off as friends."

She stared at the pizza and opened her mouth.

"You're boring," she said nonchalantly.

"Not because I don't like Michael, it means I'm boring."

"Since you came here you've only talked to him, unless you" he looked back at me, "unless you like Luke!" she smile vividly.

"What?!"

"Well, Dawn, let's be honest you always go out with the same people: Michael, Luke, that Agnelli girl, and Ashton."

My heart fell apart when she said his name.

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[A/N]

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