Chloe's POV
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"We're gonna need these," Michael throws a box of condoms into the basket in Target.
"Yeah, they would be helpful. Ooo, Monster!" I squeal, throwing a packet of cans in the basket.
"Energy. Nice. Ok what else, CRISPS!" He shouts, sprinting to the crisps section.
"Frazzles, Doritos, Watsits, Monster Munch and Walkers Prawn and Cocktail," I confirm, "Mikey, for the last time we are not getting Twiglets!"
I chuck the Twiglets back and turn to a pouty faced Michael.
"If we get them, I'll pay," he bribes.
"If we don't I'll buy you watermelon gum," I raise my eyebrows.
"I was gonna get them anyway," he laughs.
"Ugh, fine. You're paying," I give in and my five year old boyfriend punches the air and does his little happy dance.
"Your the best," he laughs, putting the crisps in the basket.
"Well duh," I grin at him and he kisses the top of my head.
We are at my apartment and Joe is in his room on his phone, when I hear a few sobs.
"Mikey?"
"Yeah, sweetie?" he gives me a smile.
"Is that Joe?" I sit up, trying to focus.
"I think so," he looks just as worried as me. On sync, we stand up and jog to Joes room.
"Joey? Bae?" I whine knocking on his door.
"Piss off," I hear him hiss.
"Not until you tell me whats wrong," I signal Michael to stay there and I push Joe's door open.
"Thought I told you to piss off," he repeats, his face buried in my Avatar blanket.
"Joe, please. Im not pissing off until you speak to me," I sit on the edge of his bed. Suddenly, I get it. Lara.
"Oh my god Joe I am so sorry," I start panicking.
"She told me that I was a waste of her time and went off with Bryce Holland," he wailed.
"So your not going Kevin's tonight?" My heart sinks.
"Yeah! I'll have a laugh with the lads. I know why you want the apartment to yourself. I saw you in Target," Joe giggles.
"Don't tell anyone," I plead.
"About what," he winks and I pull him into a hug.
"I love my baby!" I laugh, pecking his hair.
"I love my sister!" he chuckles back. I am so glad that I can easily confide in my brother.
"Have fun," he giggles and leaves the apartment at about 9:30 pm.
Michael sits on the couch with a packet of Twiglets and a can of Monster.
"Twiglets first please. When we kiss I don't want to taste them," I pretend to wretch and stick my tongue out at Michael. He glares at me and we put Phineas and Ferb on TV and ate crisps
After the program had finished, Michael turns off the TV. He gives me a really sexy grin. I really want to but I'm terrified.
"Its ok. I'm freakin terrified too," he smiles, as if he red my mind. His lips find mine and he presses against me. I can feel the poke of his penis against my leg. Our tongues meet and explore each others mouths. He leaves my mouth to snag at my neck, biting and sucking. Its amazing. He lifts me up, still kissing me and carries me to my room. He shuts the door and I'm pressed against it, his weight pinning me back. My hands find his jeans and they undo the zip. His hands slide under my top and clutch onto my torso. They work up until they find my bra and unclip it at the back. I push him back onto the bed so Im stood towering over him and unbutton his shirt. He rips mine off me and pulls at my bra. Wow, I'm actually going to have sex with Michael Clifford. He lifts me away.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" his eyes sparkle mischievously.
"Of course," I grin.
"Good," he sighs in relief and continues kissing me. His lips taste amazing. Palming his boxers, I find the buttons and start undoing them. He takes my jeans off and then my knickers. I start to feel really ugly because I am naked and all of the scars I've had from operations are bare to his touch. His boxers come off and he rolls so he's on top of me. The condom goes on and he begins to press against me. I wince a bit.
"You ok?" he bites his lip.
"Yeah, it just hurts a little," I shrug.
"I'll try and be gentle I promise," he smiles and I kiss him again. He presses harder until he finds his way inside me. He groans a bit and massages my breasts. My mouth lets a groan go and he massages harder. He starts moving his penis and oh my god it feels so right.
"That was just fucking perfect," Michael smiles as we have finished.
"Touché. I really liked it, hey I'm no longer a virgin!" I giggled.
"Same!" he laughs, but then his eyes go wide with horror.
"What?" My eyes mock him.
"Your neck," he looks really apologetic.
"What?" I pull Michaels hoodie on and my jeans and go look in the mirror, "Joe's going to kill us!"
"Not us, me!"
I stare at the hickey on my neck and just wince at what Joe would say. Ugh, chill out, he knows.
He's Joe for gods sake.
"Nah, he knows. He saw us in Target. He's ok about it. Joe's fine," I brush it off.
Michael gives me one last ten second kiss before getting up and getting his clothes back on.
"Wheres -" he looks around and then nods when he sees the hoodie on me.
I climb back into bed and check the time. Midnight. I roll over and try to sleep but I was still buzzing. Michael came in next to me and he wrapped his arms tight around me.
This is how I fell asleep.
