Change is good

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We pulled up to a medium sized by level house same as mine. Michael once again jumped out of his car and carried me into the house. I was laughing ruining the whole badass moment when he flung me onto his bed and shut the door behind him. He started rummaging through his drawer looking for another shirt.

"Ooh Michael Clifford is angry, I'm so scared." I said throwing the back of my hand over my forehead dramatically. I knew I was driving him crazy because he looked it. he glared at me from across the room.

"Fuck maddie, don't tease me." he said through clenched teeth.

"I'm not afraid of a little love." I said gathering my long dirty blonde hair and putting it to one side of my shoulder.

He flung off his shirt shaking his head and came over to me. He stood In front of me and then fell on the bed on top of me. "what kind of love?" he said resting his hand on his head allowing his elbow to prop him up on the mattress. He was faced towards me.

I traced circles on the arm on his head and said quietly "how specific do I have to be?"

"Oh you mean love like love love." He said confused. I was also confused because I thought that's what he wanted and that's what I needed.

"Yes..." I said

"Oh okay love"

I looked at him strangely.

Michael pounced on top of me causing me to jump. He began tickling me like a child making me giggle and squirming beneath his arms.

"Michael!" I said in between laughs.

"Is this love maddie? is it? Why don't you show me the "love" your referring too." he smirked and stopped tickling me allowing me to breathe. He got off of me and say upright next to me. I crawled onto him kissing him sloppily.

"Hey babe did u ever think of dying your hair?"

"Why? what's wrong with my hair?" I said frowning.

"It's boring." He said laughing childishly.

"Well now you can forget about later!" I said jokingly but offensively.

"I was just kidding! you know I love everything about you." he said bopping me on the nose. "I just thought about it so u could match mine!" he said with a cheesy smile across his face.

"Maybe blue. It depends. But I like your hair like that. Or maybe you should dye it red! we could be from the sonic video game!" I said clapping excitedly.

We both laughed and agreed we would do it that night.

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