He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 16

Micheal's POV

I rose up with the worst migraine I ever had. I was in my room, and I can't remember anything from yesterday except drinking with Romeo who left a couple of minutes after having some shots. I promised him I won't get to drunk, but I honestly felt like I drunk all the liquors available in Max's Bar. But I was thankful I got myself home safely.  I stood and noticed I had already changed into another cloth, a grey sando and my black boxer; well my boxers are usually black, not including some that were gifts. I moved out from my room and decided to have a cup of coffee.

I was on my way down the stairs; I smelled a delicious scent from the kitchen making my stomach growl from hunger. I ran down the stairs trying not to trip and fall. Mama Anita will surely make my day wonderful with this starter meal. I reached the kitchen and heard someone singing, "But I keep cruising', can't stop won’t stop moving. It's like I got this music in my mind saying it's gonna be alright" Then I saw a girl probably cooking while dancing and singing. Her hair was tied up into messy bun, she was even wearing a white t-shirt, a big one which doesn’t fit her, and... And my boxer shorts!!!! What the! What happened last night?! Oh shit!!

Then I remembered something, I held someone and we were about to kiss, and that someone stripped my clothes off. Oh wait! SHIT!! Did that happened? I hope it was just a dream!

I was looking at the woman's back intently, when she finally turned. "MICKY?!" Fvck!! Did we ... shit no! No!

"Hey", she said as she was trying to pull the shirt down to cover her legs. "Why are you wearing my ... Wait? Why are you here?" I tried to take away my gaze from her body. "Ah yea." But she returned to her work. She placed the soup she made in a large bowl and placed in the kitchen table. "Chicken soup." She stated shortly as she gazed down and avoided my eyes. What happened last night?! "You were left in the bar, the manager called me up. I picked you up. Sent you here, but Anita had an emergency and she needed to leave so, I volunteered to stay." She said while getting a spoon and a smaller bowl, poured some into it and handed to me. "Thanks. But why are you wearing that?" I pointed at the clothes she was wearing. "You threw up at while we  ... ahmm... Yea you throw up when I helped you to your bed." She was still hesitant and was still avoiding my gaze. Shit! I hope I did nothing to her. "It was funny I found this on your closet." She pulled the boxers a bit and then smiled. She looked really hot with my clothes on her. She has this genuine smile that could always blow my mind away. "Anita called, she said she won’t back today because of the rain" I noticed the loud banging of the wind to our door and saw big trees swaying with the wind and the nonstop pouring of the rain. "She said Princess is fine." Princess? Shit! "What happened?!" I couldn't control it but my voice rose a bit. "Anita said, Amy was just over reacting things. Princess just tripped of while playing giving her wounds on the knees. But she's fine. I can assure you that “she stared at me; her eyes made me stay to where I was seated.”Eat." She commanded as she sat down opposite to me. "Thanks." I said softly. And she smiled at me, making weaker. How the hell does she does that? "Micheal. I... I'm really sorry." Then she stared at me, and I did too. That was the longest eye to eye contact I could bare. "I didn't mean anything I said yesterday. I was just pissed off with the girls. I am really really sorry." And then she bowed her head like she was staring at her soup.
"It was fine. I understand." I answered shortly, taking another sip from the soup she made. "Are you leaving?" Her soft voice murmured. "Soon." I answered while staring at her whose eyes were still glued to the sight of the food. She stood up and walked past me. "I'll just change.", She walked towards my room as fast as she could. And immediately, without any doubt, I chased her. She was about to get in the bathroom, "But I won't if you tell me you don't want me to leave." I said softly. I just can't stop myself now. I want to know if she felt the same towards me. I know I am being selfish and that I was rushing her even after she had just gone through a lot. But I wanted to know. I was too eager.

She stopped a bit but she continued to open the door, and my hand grabbed hers. I am not going to let her go today. "Micheal." She said as wanted me to let her go, but I tightened my hold. "Tell me." I pulled her even closer. She sighed and breathes deep, and then she looked up at me with her eyes ready to pour some tears. "I  ... I  ..." please tell me you don’t want me to leave. Please, Micky. She turned her back at me for the second time but I pulled her back and made her turn to look at me. I held her waist even tighter and looked straight to her eyes with all my strength. "Tell me you don't want me to leave." I said softly, but her eyes were avoiding mine. " I .. I don't know." Her sparkling eyes finally met mine. "Did we kiss last night?" My grip was still really tight and I am not gonna let her go. Her brows forrowed and looked at me confusely, "What?!" But before she utter another word, I did what I had ever wanted to do since we first met. I closed the gap between our faces and crashed my lips unto hers. It was the sweetest and the most gentle kiss I could ever share with someone. She is the sweetest, the most fragile and the most important girl I've ever met in my life. And I cannot afford to loss someone like her. I want her. I want her to be mine. I .. I love her!

Micky's POV

My eyes were fixed with Micheal's closed eyes. I could not even have the courage to push him away because I felt nothing but just current running down every part of my body. His lips started to part mine and kissed every edges and corners of it. I felt his grip lossen up at my waist, caressing and playing my back using his fingers until he reached my neck and stroke my cheeks with his warm hands. I couldn't help myself but wrap my arms around his neck, closed my eyes and felt every move of his lips. I was lost with the feeling I had. It was the best feeling I ever felt my entire life.

His left hand traveled back to my waist and his right held the occipital. He pushed me slowly until I felt a hard surface at my back, the wall. He bent his left hand on the wall and leaned closer to me. I felt heat forming my body and I seemed to want him even more. I pushed his head to my face with my let hand and simultaneously moved with his hungry kisses. Butterflies were flapping their big wide wings in my stomachs, I ven think they're multiplying in every move Micheal does, my stomach wanted to burst.

I sensed his hand squezzing my waist and his head was moving to fast in accordance with his sexy and making-me-melt kisses. My eyes were still closed and all I can see is Micheal. I can't understand the feeling anymore. But I want him.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound. The door bell. Micheal was still kising me as if he did not notice the bell. "Micheal. Someone's outside." I spoke under planted kisses in my lips. He still didn't stop. The door bell striked repeatedly in an annoying manner niow. "Micheal" and he stopped as I pushed him slowly. He stared at me, his eyes were glowing wioth happiness, then he smiled.

He shook his head while smiling, pushed me back the wall again and started kissing me playfuly. "Micheal. Stop. The door." he stopped and stared at me again. He was giggling like a kid now. Sopmething I never noticed from him. He was the cutest creature I know. "Go. Open the door.", but he still shook his head saying nothing but was just smiling like an idiot. I playfully slapped his shoulders, "I said, go." He sighed in resign then pouted his lips like a baby. "Fine." that was all he said. Then he let go of his grip on my waist. I tucked all those unpresentable hair and prepared my self to whoever was outside. It could be Anita, but the rain was still pouring heavily.

Micheal was almost out of the door when he turned at me. "Dos this mean you don't want me to leave?" he smiled again but I just stucked my tongue out. "Go down!", he smirked and continued walking out his room.

As he finally left, I sat down the edge of his bed. What did i just do? Why did I want him? What is happening to me? I really confused of what to feel after that kiss. I think I .. I think I like him.

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OH MY GOSH! I have been looking for a great timing to write this part! I was typing the whole thing while smiling like an idiot, like Micheal. HAHA! I could just imagine every smile he gives to Micky!

I envy the character!

Thanks for reading! :)))