My reason to smile|M.C

Sleepover

I told Michael all about how my dad had abused me since I was ten and how my mum didn't do much about it until he knocked me unconscious. I cried quite a lot and he comforted me. We sat on the sand and watched the moon and all the children playing and running around. It wasn't an awkward silence just an uncomfortable one. Michael hadn't said anything after I told him, he just sat down and stared out at the sea and I had no idea what to say to him, I felt like he needed comforting now and like I had upset him.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry." I finally said, not knowing why I was sorry.
" why are you apologising Maddie?" He asked, looking at me with his eyebrows knotted together.
"I don't know," I awkwardly laughed," I feel like I should be sorry but I don't know why, you look upset."
"Maddie, if anyone should be apologising it should be your parents, I don't understand why someone would want to hit you, I'm sorry that they did that to you, I would never never let anyone hurt you and I'm sorry I wasn't there when your dad did because I would have beat the shit out of him." He said pulling me into his side.
"It's getting late babe, we need to get going."
I nodded, my teeth chattering because my jacket was doing a bad job at keeping me warm, the wind had picked up as well and it was cold. I felt something being wrapped around my shoulders, and it was Michael's jacket, I looked up at him and smiled. I took his hand and kissed all over his knuckles. He giggled like a little girl and intertwined our fingers, swinging our arms.
"Are you still in touch with its your friends? What were their names again?" I asked making conversation.
"What? Calum, Luke and Ashton?"I nodded," they're alright I saw them the other day we had a game of Fifa and pizza it was cool." He smiled down at me.
"Cool, I think I'm going to go part time at work so that I'm just working on Mondays Wednesday's and Thursday's, I don't need the money and it's boring, do you have a job?" I was becoming more and more curious, and Mikey was being unusually open so I was obviously going to take advantage.
"No." He snapped.
Oh, I thought he was in a good mood but that didn't last long. I pulled my hand away from his and stomped round to the passenger side. Michael unlocked the car and I got in without saying a word.
"Hey what's wrong?" He put his hand on my leg.
"Are you serious right now Michael? I asked you a simple question and you snapped at me like that, I told you about my past and all I wanted to know was whether or not you had a job I wasn't asking for your life story, you need help seriously, your mood swings are ridiculous!" I turned my head away so he couldn't see the tears streaming down my face.
"I'm sorry," his fingers gripped my chin, making me look at him," don't cry, I'm really sorry I was just thinking and I felt angry I really didn't mean to snap at you."
He wiped the tears off my face and kissed where they had been. He pulled the back of my neck toward him and connected our lips. It was crazy how one minute I was crying and the next we were snogging. Michaels lips had moved from my mouth to my neck and he was currently kissing down it. I was pulling his hair and I had moved to sit on his lap. I started to grind my hips on his crotch making him groan against my neck. I wanted to hear him again so I kept on doing it. He made me feel alive and when I was with him I didn't care what anyone thought.
"Ma-Maddie you have to stop doing that or I'm going to have an accident." Michael mumbled against my skin, his voice cracking.
I giggled and acted innocently.
"What this?" I ground my hips against his again, but he grabbed them and stopped me.
"Fuck, yes that." He had closed his eyes and his teeth were gritted.
" you look cute when you do that, like a vulnerable puppy." I said kissing him on the nose.
" you're so funny, now we seriously need to go it's 11 and I have to ring my mum and tell her I won't be home." He smiled at me and winked.
Michael had basically invited himself round which was fine because I enjoyed having someone else's company at the house, instead of being by myself.
"So are you sleeping over?"
"Ofcourse I am, if that's okay with you beautiful."
"That's absolutely fine with me Mr clifford, you're welcome round at any time." I said faking a posh accent.
"Glad to hear it miss jones, I take it you only allow handsome boys called Michael to stay over." He said, mimicking the voice I had done.
" nope I let anyone who is good looking enough to." I said, winking playfully.
Michael just laughed and shook his head, dialling his mums number. I stayed quiet whilst he was on the phone, but occasionally pulled funny faces and teased him.whilst Michael was explaining to his mum why he wouldn't be home tonight, I decided that I would mess with him so I ran one of my fingers up his thigh. I stopped halfway and Michael was watching me, his eyes getting darker. I moved my finger further up and when Michael was speaking tho his mum, his voice cracked and he swore. It was the funniest thing ever, I could hear his mum asking him loads of questions about who he was with, but he didn't find it funny. When Michael eventually got off the phone after basically arguing with his mum, he was angry and I was scared of what he would do.
"Please don't hit me." I cowered back into my chair, Michael looked how my dad did before he would hit me.
" what the fuck, I'm not going to hit you, I would never ever hit you Maddie, jesus why would you say that?"
"You look angry like how my dad did before he would hit me, I'm sorry." I apologised for the millionth time tonight.
Michael shook his head at me," why are you apologising again babe? Chill out, let's get back to yours yeah, are you hungry, we can stop at McDonald's or get a pizza?"
I smiled," can we order a pizza when we get in? I can't be bothered to get it" i pouted, making puppy dog eyes so that Michael would say yes and so I didn't have to move from when we got home.
" fine, but I have to take you out for a nice meal soon, all we ever eat together is pizza." He chuckled, reversing out the space.
"But we both like pizza so we don't need to."
"Okay then." Michael smiled, and turned the radio up, it was just the top 40 so I closed my eyes, knowing it took about an hour to get home.
When I woke up I was laid on the sofa. I woke up to the smell of pepperoni pizza, it's my favourite that's why I know what it smells like. I had completely forgotten what I was doing, then I remembered Michael was still here, or had he left?
"Hey gorgeous, did you have a nice nap? I ordered pizza."
I rubbed my eyes looking up at Michael who was leant over the sofa looking down at me.
" what time is it?"
"About one it's quite late, you slept for like two hours so I carried you in here and went upstairs to play on your play station, I hope you don't mind but I didn't really want to watch you sleep."
I laughed and got up walking into the kitchen to get some pizza.
After me and Michael had finished our food we went upstairs and I turned on the tv in my room. There wasn't anything decent on because it was two in the morning so I brushed my teeth and put some pyjamas on. I got back into my room to find Michael had stripped down to his boxers and was sprawled out on my bed, lightly snoring. I took this time to admire him. The way his lips were slightly pouted but they were still really pink. How his stubble was just coming thorough and his bright red hair making his skin look tanned. He looked like an angel.
" it's rude to stare you know."
I jumped at the sudden voice. Michael hadn't bothered to open his eyes, he was just laid there.
" I like looking at pretty things." I shrugged, climbing into the small space that Michael hadn't taken up, and curled up as I was cold and Michael was also laid on the covers.
"Did you call me pretty?"
"Mhmm" I hummed, closing my eyes. I was so tired.
"I'm a man, I'm not supposed to be pretty you're ruining my masculinity."
" but you are pretty." I whined, feeling Michael weight move.
" I think you're beautiful." Michael had moved and was hovering on top of me, whispering in my ear.
I opened my eyes to find his staring into mine, he was leaning down to kiss me. I craned my neck so that I could feel his lips on mine quicker, and I pulled his neck down. Michael pulled my top off, chucking it to the side. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, hands feeling every curve of each other's body. I pulled away, I was too warm and I had cramp in my leg.
"Ow ow ow I have cramp in my leg!" I yelled, leaning to try and massage the sore area.
"Let me do that for you."
Michael leant back on his legs and brought my leg onto his thigh. He massage my calf, which was where the pain was. I lay back and I didn't bother to tell him the cramp had gone because he was very good at massaging.
" does it still hurt?" He asked looking up from my leg.
"No, it's stopped hurting about ten minutes ago but you're really good at massaging so I didn't bother to tell you to stop." I smiled innocently at him making him roll his eyes.
"I'm tired madds are you?"
When he called me madds it made my heart flutter, I loved the way he made it sound so special and delicate.
I yawned, and Michael got up and turned the light off. He got into bed and pulled the covers over both of us, cuddling me into his chest. I was falling for him, quickly.