Too Good To Be True (MichaelMellxReader)

Ch.7// Forgiveness

Y/N POV
"Oh my god Brooke what did you do?"
I sat up in her bed and she had a bag of ice on her hand.
"Just gave that loser a lesson."
I groaned and pulled my knees up, hugging them close.
"This wasn't his fault Brooke, I totally overreacted."
"You had a freaking panic attack, that was definitely his fault."
"No its my dad's!!" I blurted.

Brooke sighed and sat next to me, wrapping her arms around me.
"I'm sorry, it was just scary. Finding you laying on the sidewalk there. I didn't want him hurting you. He lied to you."

She was right, but he also made me love him.
And god I hated that.
"I need to talk to him."
"No."
"What?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I don't want you talking to him."
I stood up, pushing her arms off of me.
"Too bad."
She smirked.
"Feeling cocky there?"
I smiled.
"You bet your ass I am."

We laughed and hugged.
"Thanks for being there for me."
She nodded.
"Happy to help."
I walked out of her room, and out the door.

*time skip*

Michael's POV
I paced my living room. I had put bandages on my nose.
She stuck to her word. My nose is definitely broken.
Suddenly there was a knock at my door. I was expecting Jeremy, so I ran to the door.
"Jer, I need your he-"
I opened it to see the scariest sight.

"Y/N?" My mouth hung open a little.
She slapped me in the face, making my cheek sting. I looked down at her who was red in the face.
Then she grabbed me by the face, pressing her lips onto mine. My lips tingled and my whole body melted.

Before I could kiss back, act on anything, she pulled away. I was absolutely dumbfounded. I was so confused.
What the hell just happened?
Before I could even stop myself I blurted out.
"I love you!"
She looked shocked I would actually say that.
It almost made me sad.
"I love you Y/N. I wanted to say that, I-I didn't love you when we got together, and I did just want sex, but I don't anymore. I truly did fall for you."
She looked like she was about to cry.
"I love you and that scares me so much."

She grabbed my head in her hands, kissing me deeply again, but this time I kissed back.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and she ran her fingers through my hair.

She pulled away and looked up at me.
"You don't have to be scared. I'm not scary."
I was 100% smitten. I wanted to hug her and kiss her and cuddle and love her so much.
I felt her fingers in my hair behind my head, her gorgeous eyes locked on mine, my hands on her hips.
"Oh my god I love you so much."
She giggled, a beautiful noise, and jumped up into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck and hugging me tightly.

"Michael Mell you are an absolutely wonderful human being. Just never lie to me like that again."
I held her body closer to mine, burying my face in her neck.
"Never. I'll never let you go again."
I heard her sniffle.
I leaned back and she had a tear rolling down her cheek.
"I... it wasn't your fault."
I sighed and hugged her to me, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I closed the door and stepped inside, sitting on the couch with her on my lap.

"It isn't your fault. It's... it's my dad's."
Not the response I was expecting.
"Your dad's?"

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