My reason to smile|M.C

Moving things

When I woke up, I couldn't move because something was laid on top of me. Literally. I opened my eyes in my dim bedroom, it must only be early if the sun hasn't risen fully yet.
"Michael," i spoke, in a hushed tone, my voice full of sleep," I don't know if you're aware of this but you're laid on top of me and I have a cramp in my leg."
Michael just hummed at what I'd said not bothering to get off me. This gave me an idea.
"Michael, if you get off me," I whispered trying my best to be seducive this early in the morning," I'll give you a blowjob." I giggled at myself realising how stupid I sounded, bribing him with a blowjob.
"Sorry I'll get off now." Michael said, suddenly wide awake rolling off of me onto the bed.
"Horny boy." I giggled pulling the covers up and turning away from Michael. I closed my eyes hoping to get back to sleep but I had no luck. I didn't feel tired anymore. So, I decided to wake Michael up so that he could entertain me. I turned over and poked his cheek continuously until he acknowledged me.
"Morning sleeping beauty, you've gone from being a hormonal teenager to a sleepy old man within the space of 5 minutes, what happened?" I joked, hoping he wouldn't bring up last nights events.
I didn't tell anyone about what my father did to me because I didn't have anyone that I was close enough to, to tell. That's how I began getting nightmares about it.
"Morning gorgeous,"he said trying to kiss the air," hey where are you?"
Michael hadn't even bothered to open his eyes so I just lay there staring at him whilst he slept. He had a nice face to be honest. Just the right amount of stubble and his eyebrow game was strong. I'm such a typical girl haha.
"Stop staring at me, it's creepy."
I was pulled out of my trance when he said that, it caused me to blush and look away quickly. I scooted closer to the edge of the bed, further away from Michael.
"And where do you think you're going?" He asked opening one eye, which looked a bit weird.
"I wasn't staring, I was just looking."
"It's alright babe I don't mind." He said a smirk forming on his pink lips.
It's crazy how pink his lips are, I swear he has a tint or something to get them that colour. He shuffled toward me on the bed and wrapped his arms around me, cuddling me into his chest. I took in his scent (didn't know what else to call it, odour sounded bad ahaha) and he smelt like bonfires and a faint smell of vodka, probably from last night.

When me and Michael finally decided to get out of bed at 11:30, we went downstairs into the kitchen. Now, because I'm a lazy 17 year old girl, I hadn't been food shopping which meant there was no food in the house so I couldn't make any breakfast. I hadn't even got some cereal. The past week I have been living off sandwiches from the cafe and the occasional pasty from the bakers near the train station.
"Mikey we have a slight problem, I haven't been food shopping since I got here so I have no food which means we can't have breakfast."
"We'll go out for a brunch yeah?" I nodded," it can be like a date, so Maddie do you sam to go on a brunch date with me?"
Michael smiled cheekily at me wiggling his eyebrows up and down. I actually liked Michael when he was in a happy mood, which seemed to be a lot in the past two days.
"I'll go if you stop wiggling your eyebrows." I laughed, nudging his arm. We were stood next to each other so he moved so that he was stood in front of me. We made eye contact, and I started leaning in, looking at his lips. Just as my lips were millimetres away from his, he moved away laughing at me.
"Ohmygod your face hahhahaha!" I didn't know if he was joking with me or if he was being serious so I stood there staring at him.
"Why do you do this?" I asked him, causing him to stop laughing and look at me.
"What have I done wrong? I was having a joke can you not take a joke?" His tone of voice changed, he sounded angry and annoyed.
I was furious at him now, he had no reason to use that tone, when I asked him a simple question.
"I can take a joke Michael, but the thing is with you," I said pointing at him," is that I don't know if you're joking or not! You have such drastic mood swings that I don't know anymore so I'd feather not laugh along, with you at my stupidity. I actually thought you liked me but obviously not, if you're just going to take the piss out of how I look!"
I didn't usually swear but he made my blood boil. I don't know why I let him stay over and I just feel like an idiot for doing it.
"Well maybe if you weren't so uptight all the fucking time, you would be able to have a laugh and a joke" Michael said looking at me with disgust.
I wasn't in the mood to argue with him so I just walked off into the empty living room. My things were supposed to arrive today and I bet Michael will leave meaning I'll have to carry a sofa all by myself. Was he still stood in the kitchen? I felt a hand squeeze my shoulder, I didn't had to turn around because I knew it was Michael. If it wasn't Michael then I would poo myself and leave this house. I just ignored him. He wasn't worth arguing with.
"Maddie, damn it, just listen to me please."
I turned around so that I was facing him, I had my arms folded and a straight face.
"Thankyou, I'm sorry about my mood swings I just want to have fun with you and I want you to be able to have fun with me. I really like you Maddie and I hope you like me. I know we've only known each other for a few days and we didn't get off to a great start," he rubbed the back of his neck," but I do really want to be your friend I'm sorry ."
I just looked at him. He was probably the first person to ever say something like that to me. I didn't have many friends as a kid and the people who ere my friends didn't like me much either.
I caught Michael off guard when I wrapped my arms around his neck, going onto my tiptoes.
"It's fine Michael, I accept your apology, Ofcourse I want to be your friend you're a fun person to be around, I like that about you." I mumbled into his neck.
There was a knock at the door.
"It's the delivery people with all my furniture and clothes." I said smiling at Michael," and you, you lucky boy, get to help me unpack them." I poked his nose and he tried to lick me. He was cute.

Once the men had put everything in the house me and Michael were left with a clutter of things all in one room. They needed taking to other rooms and we still needed to carry the sofa into the living room, and it was currently in the soon to be game room. We were having a sofa I'm there but it was a comfier one. I groaned at the thought of moving everything around the house.
"Soooo, are you ready to unpack?" Michael said, leant against the door frame smirking at the stuff in the living room, I hope it would turn out to be fun.