Wickedness Of A Child (Emison)

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This chapter contains Smut! In other words, not for babies! Just a warning so I don't find any angry DM's from your parents later. ;)

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I stood outside the condo I knew Alison's older brother owned and kept rubbing my hands on the outside of my jeans to get rid of the sweaty feeling. I've never met this man before and I'm scared he might have preconceptions about me since I'm one hundred percent sure that Alison has told him things I'm not aware of.

How am I supposed to be prepared for a meeting like this one? That's the thought I've been asking myself for as long as I've been standing here, which is almost ten minutes now. The neighbors must think I'm some sort of freak for waiting so long before knocking. Screw this, the perfect moment for this doesn't exist so I better just knock and get it over with.

I held up a knuckle against the white painted door and knocked. I have no idea how many times I swallowed the nervousness that kept building up, but it must have been more times than there was seconds before the door got unlocked and the door handle got pressed down. The door opened and I had to lower my gaze a lot to see a man in a wheelchair staring at me with a smile. Geez he looked like a blonde version of Christian Grey.

''Hello. May I help you?''

Wow, talk about polite.

''Uh.. I'm Emily. Alison invited me over.'' I tried to sound as casual as possible, but I could literally feel my heart beating all the way out to my ears.

The man who looked like he was in his middle twenties erupted in a even bigger smile before he rolled backwards to let me in. ''Nice to meet you, Emily. I'm Micah.''

I walked past him and stepped out of my shoes before walking further in. I made sure to stay close to the wall so he could get past me with his wheelchair, but the hallway here was slightly wider than what's normal, probably because of the circumstances.

''I never thought I'd actually get a chance to meet you.'' Micah firmly spoke up as we entered the living room. ''I understand that you're here to see Alison and not me, so I'll go get her.''

''W-Well.. I-I don't mind meeting you.'' Why on earth am I stuttering?

Micah stopped himself from rolling any further and turned to face me. ''Such a sweetheart.'' He chuckled and rested his elbows on the armrests. ''It's cute that girls still stutter when they're near me, unfortunately I'm in love with this extremely sexy little boy I met awhile ago so don't any ideas!''

''Micah!''

Our attention turned to the very end of the hallway, where Alison now was standing with a confused facial expression as she held up her hands, probably wondering what the fuck was going on.

''I thought I told you to send her to my room.'' Alison muttered between gritted teeth to her older brother, then turned to face me. ''And you are coming with me.'' Alison didn't let me respond, she just intertwined our arms and pulled me with her.

''Bye bye, sweetheart!'' Micah waved at me as I stumbled through the hallway and then got pushed into a room at the end, almost tripping on the threshold.

''Ey, that was kinda rude. He was friendly.'' I whined and massaged the spot on my foot I hit multiple times while being dragged in here.

''He's also very good at talking.'' Alison rolled her eyes. ''I hope you don't mind, but I kinda want you to myself.'' She said and walked up to me, brushing off my shoulder before she ran her hands through my hair. ''You don't mind, do you?'' She whispered and stepped up closer.