Too Good To Be True (MichaelMellxReader)

Ch.5// Fix Me

Y/N POV
I slurped on my slushie and watched Michael fill up his. He got cherry as always, and I got my usual (f/flavor).
We hung out in the back isle next to the machine, and drank our sweet frozen slush.

"Who have you dated before me?" Michael asked. I snickered and choked on my drink.
After a fit of coughing and more giggles, I replied "Well I dated... no one, I guess."

He raised an eyebrow.
"Wait, really? You've never had a boyfriend?"
I shook my head.
"Guess I was just waiting for the right person. Technically there was this one guy, and we went on one date, but that didn't count."
He nodded, and slurped his drink.

"So... I'm your very first then?"
I laughed. "You sound concerned. Don't worry, I have no one to compare you to. But for the record, I think you're pretty great."
He blushed profusely and his head hung.

"Hey," I put a hand on his shoulder.
"I mean it. I really like you Michael."
He was so sweet and charming. Spending time with him was like eating ice cream. I never wanted it to stop.

His gorgeous brown hair was a gift from god, and his deep brown eyes were like a movie I never wanted to end. When he spoke I felt chills, and his words were that much better.
Whenever he complimented me, or gave me affection, I blushed profusely.
(Mostly cause no one ever does that).

"Hey, you okay Y/N?" He waved a hand over my face. I realized I had been staring for a while, and my eyes were tearing up.
"Yah I'm fine." I said, roughly brushing away a tear.

He looked sad and pulled me into a hug.
"What's wrong?"
I sighed. "I love you." I whispered.
He tensed up, and hugged me tighter.
"You... what?"

Shit, I shouldn't have said that.
"I know I shouldn't have said that, but I mean it. And I don't apologize for s-speaking my mind. I love you Michael."
He stayed silent, hugging me close to his body.
Then he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

He kissed me passionately on the lips, making my face go nuclear. I felt my shoulders melt and my knees go weak.
When he pulled away, he smiled and caressed my cheek with his thumb.
"T-that... y-you... heh." I couldn't form words.
That was my first kiss.

He looked slightly red too, but not as red as I felt. I felt like air, like flying, like a bird or a cloud or whatever insanely happy shit!!
I loved him, and he... loved me back?
He never actually said that.

"I love you Michael."
He said nothing. He pulled me close and I hugged him. My bird stooped lower, my cloud rained a little, I felt indifferent.

But the blush on my face said otherwise.
I was pulled from my thoughts when he whispered in my ear.
"That was amazing."
"Yah it was."

*time skip*

Michael's POV
I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The stomach guilt was no longer churning, it was like a freaking mixer.
I felt like throwing up.

She said she loves me. She... loves me.
What?! No one has ever told me that before.
(Except my mom).
Not even Nicole.

This was all her fault. She messed with my brain, ruined my feelings. I didn't know how I was supposed to act around Y/N because Nicole treated me so weird.

The first time we went out I was expecting sex cause I thought that was normal, even when she literally just did well on her video game, I tried to turn it into a sexual thing because that's what Nicole would've done.

That girl messed me up. I need to fix myself, and Y/N is so great. She is perfect and she'll fix me. My god, I couldn't even say I love you back. But I do, I do love her back. I know that now.

I need to fix this. I need to fix me.

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