'The wind is howling and rain is pouring. Im sprinting through the woods and the people wont die down.
"There she is, Officer," I hear Michael say.
"Michael? What the hell?" I fall back and hit my head on a tree.
"Chloe?" I hear Joe shout.
"Joe? JOE?"
"Chloe its ok. Michaels in the Speckle now,"
"No. He cant be. What about the others?"
"Dead. Michael killed them,"
"Thats ridiculous. But what about me,"
"You could be next,"
"Joe, I love Michael. Not him," I whimper. Joe is cast aside and Michael is pressing down on me and hes raising a knife. Thinking fast, I grab a rock and smack the sharp bit into his face'
"Chloe wake up!"
I hear Michael say angrily his voice implies that he wants to cry. I open my eyes and he has blood all over his cheek. Looking to my hand, I notice that I have a tight grip on a rock. Oops.
"Oh my god Michael don't kill me Im sorry,"
"You were sweating and shouting for Joe in your sleep. And when I sat on you to try and wake you up you started crying and this appeared on my face," he points to the scratch. I drop the rock and bring my hands to his cheeks. Using my thumb as a cloth, I wiped the blood and kissed the cut.
"I am so sorry I didn't mean it. Its just in the dream you were chasing me and you were the speckle and you killed everyone and Joe was trying to warn me but you came and you were about to stab me and I grabbed a rock and I woke up," I pant, allowing Michael to pick up my hands and pull me up into a sitting position.
"Id never do that. Ever. But come on. We gotta move," he gets off me and starts packing his sleeping bag.
We were walking further into the woods when Sally gets her fire extinguisher out and blasts it at Ashton. Ashton gets another one out of Sally's backpack and blasts her back, foam getting everywhere.
"FIGHT!" Michael screams, dropping my bag and digging about for my fire extinguishers. He chucks one at me and squirts his at my face.
"Oh its on Mr Clifford," I squirt him in his balls, "aw has wickle Mikey had a peepee?"
"Meanie," he pouts and squirts my boob.
"Ow that hurt you faghead," I laugh trying to get him back but he ducks and I get Calum instead.
He grabs another one (we packed three each. Unfortunately they do not magically appear) and gets me back. It turns into a massive foam fight and we end up lying on the leaves, pissing our selves laughing. I turn to look at Michael who is already gazing at me. He brings his hand to my nose and puts a splodge of foam on it. This makes me giggle.
"You have the cutest laugh ever," he coos.
"Shush. Yours is just bæ," I laugh.
"FLIRT. FLIRT. FLIRT ALERT!" Ashton screams.
"Shut up Ash. Im trying to have a cute moment with my girl," Michael scowls at him before diverting his eyes back to me. He gives me a really sexy smile before removing a strand of hair from my eye with his finger. My heartbeat quickens as his lips reach mine. As he kisses me harder, I relax and my lips work in sync with his. He tastes so good! His hands fasten on my neck and mine pull his torso closer.
He pulls away because it starts to pour down. Then I get an idea.
I stand up, pulling Michael up with me and look into his green eyes. They resemble love which I am assuming is towards me. It rains harder and my fringe is over my eyes and is soaked through. Michael catches my drift and lifts the hair out of my face. His hands cup my cheeks and his thumbs rub them. I pull the material of his tank top so he is inches away.
