Masquerade (Michael Clifford)

Chapter 18

Michael and I were sitting on his couch watching Brides Maids. Well he was sitting on it while I was on his lap. After the kiss, or kisses I should say, we came in here to watch movies. We've watched The Goonies, Monsters Inc., Ted, and Runner Runner. I was getting a bit bored, and I wanted to something other than lounge around all day.

"Michael," I said dragging out his name. He shushed me then quoted the movie.

"I am gonna climb him like a tree," He said along with the character, Megan. I laughed then poked his cheek.

"Michael I'm bored," I said poking his cheek some more. He grumbled then pushed my hand away from his face.

"So go do something," He said, his eyes never once leaving the movie. I sighed then got off of his lap.

"Fine I will," I said under my breath. I walk into Michael's room to change out of my pajamas that consisted of a pair of Michael's boxers and a band tee. I grabbed a pair of his jeans, rolling them at the waist and ankles so they fit me. I put on his red flannel, then slipped on a pair of black flip flops I found in his closet. They didn't go with my outfit but oh well, I have no clothes. I walked out of his room and in the front room to get my phone. Michael looked up with an eyebrow raised. I smiled at him, grabbed my phone then walked toward the door.

"Hey! Wait, where are you going," He said scrambling to his feet.

"Out," I said.

"Where," he asked.

"Somewhere," I said. I went to open the door but Michael closed it. I crossed my arms and looked up to him. He was wearing his signature smirk and I wanted to slap it off of his lips. "Why'd you do that," I said pouting.

"Tell me where you're going," he said.

"Why," I asked the tall boy in front of me.

"Because, if something happens to you I'll know where you are," he said stepping closer to me. I blushed and looked down.

"I'll be fine," I mumbled. He moved closer to where his body was pressed against mine. He used his index finger to lift my head up. He ran his thumb over my bottom lip. He moved his head closer to mine. His lips were so close to mine I could feel his breath on them. I closed my eyes and leaned in wanting to feel his lips on mine. When I leaned in, he pulled back slightly. I whined a bit causing him to chuckle and pull my hips into his.

"Tell me where you're going," he said kissing my neck.

"I was uh, um I was gonna go h-home," I stuttered out. He hummed against my neck. He kissed all the way up my neck to my lips. He hovered over them then pressed a small kiss to the corner of my mouth. He kissed my lips once then did it again. The third time he didn't pull back though. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Before the kiss got to heated, I pulled back. His hands were still on my hips and his eyes were still closed. I pulled away from his grasp, putting my hand on the door knob, but before I could twist it open Michael placed his hand around my wrist. I winced and pulled it away quickly.

"Fuck Scarlett I'm sorry," he said pulling me into a hug. I nodded and pulled away.

"I'm gonna go now." I said waving to him.

"Noooo, why do you have to go anyway? You can just stay here," He said smiling like a little kid on Christmas. I mentally awed at the sight. I giggled but shook my head.

"I just want to get some clothes. I wasn't planning on leaving here anytime soon," I said walking out of his house. I began the walk to my house with many things on my mind.