Who Knew? // 5SOS [ #Wattys 2015 ]

Chapter 7

I walked into the kitchen to see Michael leaning against the counter.

"I believe tonight is my night." He smirked. I gulped and Michael definitely noticed. He grabbed my hand then led me to the counter, lifting me and setting me on it.

"Don't worry baby, everything will be okay." He whispered in my ear. My breathing became heavy. This boy is intimidating.

"I'll be gentle, I promise." He said quietly. His hands went to my knees and he spread them gently, walking in between them so he was leaning on the counter. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, then placed his hand on my cheek.

He leaned in and I did too. I'm definitely not taking chances with this boy. Our lips moved in sync, he was very gentle.

"Get a room!" I heard Calum groan. Michael pulled away from me and turned towards Calum. Calum glanced at me, his eyes gleaming with a sad emotion. He turned his attention to Michael who was now lifting me off the counter.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and we walked past the living room. Luke noticed us and started howling at Mike. I don't know why but I blushed and Michael plopped a small kiss on my lips. We headed upstairs and into his room.

He laid me on his bed, his body hovering over mine. His lips came back down to mine. It wasn't long until he wanted more, licking my bottom lip. I parted my lips slightly and Michael took the chance. My hands left the bed and went right to the hem of his shirt.

He sat up, ripping the shirt off him, then came back down to my lips. My hands rested on his side.

He started to trail kisses down my jaw, then my neck searching for my sweet spot. When he found it I gripped on his waist a little more then let out a little moan.

He smirked on my skin, then brought his waist down starting to grind on me. My breathing got heavy and Michael knew what he was doing to me. My hands went to his fluffy hair, running it through my fingers.

He went to leave kisses down me but my cover up got in the way.

"This needs to go," He whispered as he dragged it up and we shifted around until I was finally able to rip it off. I was left in my now dry bikini.

"You know, when I saw you in this I have been longing for you." He whispered on my lips as his thumb trailed the tie on my bikini top. I took a deep breath and my eyes flicked up to see his eyes filled with lust.

He pushed his lips back on mine and we started to make out again. He ran his hand underneath my back, pushing up to make me lift my back. His hand fumbled with the tie but soon he loosened it. He then grabbed it and pulled it up over my head.

He started to trail kisses again, this time down the valley of my chest and down my stomach. When he reached the start of my bottoms he stopped and came back to my lips.

His hand grazed up my stomach and gently grabbed my boob. It felt weird at first but then he started massaging it. I let out a shaky breath and he smiled, knowing he's doing good.

He stopped after a minute. He sat up and I brought myself up so the upper part of my back was resting on pillows. He trailed his hands down my stomach and gripped the edges of my swimsuit bottoms. Worry spread across my face, my breathing became heavy with fear. He was actually going to do this. Tonight is the night.

I looked at Michael who was looking at my body. He pulled his lip between his teeth and looked up at me. He let his lip fall back to place and he pushed away from me.

"Am I scaring you?" He asked. I kept quiet.

"Of course I am! You have already been raped twice and your terrified of us." He grumbled to himself. He stood up and grabbed my cover up off the floor.

"Here," He said as he threw it at me, "I'm not doing this. I can't." I let out a small breath. He really is a little ray of sunshine.

"C-can I take a shower?" I asked him. I placed my cover up over my body to cover up but I didn't put it fully on.

"Yeah, do you need anything from your room?" He sweetly questioned.

"Yeah, can you get me a bra, some underwear, and can I wear one of your shirts?" I told him. He smiled and nodded.

"Oh and spandex please!" I called to him as he exited the room, nodding before he closed the door. I shuffled into his bathroom, taking off my bottoms then hopping in the warm shower.

When I got out of the shower I saw a towel and my clothes laying on the counter. I dried off quickly then wrapped the towel around my hair. When I went to get dressed he of course grabbed my black lace bra. I put on my other garments and surely enough the shirt was a muscle top and the sides showed my whole side, including my bra.

He's a cheeky little boy, isn't he.

I walked out and noticed Mikey wasn't in his room. Before I went to look for him I tucked the front portion of his shirt into my spandex. I walked out the room and saw all the boys' doors were open so there was an unlikely chance that they were in there. I headed down the stairs quietly and all the sudden heard laughing. I heard Ashton's giggle and Luke's deep laugh. They were definitely downstairs.

I walked into the living room and they were watching Scary Movie. It was the one based off of 8 Mile and The Ring. Michael looked over and saw me, he patted the seat next to him. I walked over, hand across my chest griping my other arm that was hanging down, and my head bowed slightly. Mikey looked me up and down then smiled. It was probably because of the outfit.

I sat next to him and he placed his arm around me. I smiled lightly then locked my eyes on the T.V.

The boys and I were in laughing fits at the end of the movie. We decided to watch one more and it was the one based off of Scream.

In the middle of the movie Calum got a call and he answered with, "WAzzZupP?" Like they did in the movie. I started laughing really hard because it was funny to hear him do it.

At the end of this movie tears were streaming down my face from laughing so hard. I stood up, stretching then wiping the tears from my face.

"I'm going to bed," I said.

Before I walked upstairs I heard Michael yell, "Oi! I believe it's still my night so you need to spend the night! I will be up in a minute." I nodded and walked up to Michael's room.

I rolled into his bed and covered myself in the covers. A minute or so later I heard the door open then close. It didn't take much smarts to know that, that was Michael. Another door opened and closed and I'm guessing he went into the bathroom.

After five minutes, but what felt like forever, Michael crawled into bed, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulled me close. I couldn't see the look on his face because my eyes were close. I felt his lips touch my forehead lightly. I smiled to myself and fell asleep.