Lace Underwear | m.c

Chapter 14.

I stretched waking up from my sleep and opened my eyes only to be greeted with the bright sunlight shining through. I groaned and walked to the window and draw the shades.

I ran my hand through my hair while finding something to wear and quickly got into the shower.  I had ended up shutting my phone off for the night because it wouldn't stop going off because of Michael. He won't leave me alone because he's scared that I'm not going to ever come back or I'm going to be taken by someone. But really I just need some space to just think.

I really like Michael but what he said to me was uncalled for. Plus him lying to me this whole time about where he got his money makes me feel like I can't trust him anymore.

I hopped out of the shower wrapping myself up in my towel and walking back to the room to get dressed. I quickly laced up my black boots and turned my phone on walking out of the hotel room.

There were so many text messages from Michael and missed phone calls on top of that. It looked like he gave up after a while though. I sighed, feeling slightly bad. I walked into the cafe across the street and sat down reading through all the messages. There was one that stuck out particularly stood out. 

Mikey 

Bailey, I love you. I'm sorry please call me.

My heart sank because for one I didn't know if I loved him back and two I just felt so bad for not calling him. What if he wasn't ok? I sighed and dialed his number quickly.

It rang through till his voice mail. I railed at least four times still getting no answer. I sighed and ordered my coffee and Michael's favorite.

I dialed his number one more time and smiled once it picked up.

"Bailey, this isn't a good time. I'm so hungover and I just want to sleep. If you can ignore me then I can ignore you too." Michael said groaning.

"Come meet me at that little cafe in town. I don't care how hungover you are, I ordered your favorite." I replied before hanging up.

I sat waiting for at least fifteen minutes. I was about to leave until I saw a fluffy red headed boy jogging into the cafe and looking for me. Once he spotted me he came and sat across from me.

"Thank you." He said while sipping the coffee I had ordered. 

I nodded slowly and sipped mine. 

"Are you still mad at me?" He asked softly and set his coffee mug down. 

I nodded slowly. "Well of course I am. You kept this a secret from me. You lied to me. I was in danger-"

"Bailey, you're always in danger. No matter what. You signed those papers." Michael stated chuckling softly. 

"Michael, I know that. But you should've just told me instead of lying. You said that I mean nothing to you. You hurt me Michael!" I said, feeling more upset by the second. "You scared me." I softly whispered.

"Bailey, come-" He began putting his hand on my arm. 

I moved his hand away. "Don't touch me." 

"You're the one who wanted to talk. You called me." He stated. 

"I know." I replied. 

"Then what's your problem?" 

"Can we just go to my hotel room or something. I don't want to talk here." I replied while standing up and paying for our drinks. 

We walked across the street and I made my way to the room unlocking the door. I took my sweatshirt off and sat down on the bed. 

Michael sat on the edge and sighed quietly. "I'm sorry for saying those things. I'm sorry for not telling you about what was going on that you had no idea about. I really fucking hate myself for what I did to you. I mean, look at it." He said while gripping my wrist softly and rubbing his thumb across this dark bruise. "I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so stupid. I should've told you from the start about what I was doing for money. I can't lose you! I can't lose you, Bailey! I love you to much to lose you." He finished looking straight at me. 

I shot my head up looking back at him. "Michael, -"

"It's ok. You don't have to lie." Michael said, standing up about to leave. 

I stood up and grabbed his arm. "As much as I want to stay mad at you I can't. You're so hard to stay mad at. I'm upset about you not just trusting me and telling me but its ok because now I know and I'm not going anywhere. I think that I'm just finally realizing how much I love you." 

Michael smiled widely and picked me up and laid me on the bed. I giggled softly. 

"We are so moody. You know that?" I said, chuckling softly. 

"Shh." Michael said, smirking and kissing my lips softly. 

I instantly kissed him back and wrapped my arms around him. He softly ran his tongue on my bottom lip to which I parted my lips, allowing him to swipe his tongue across mine. I moaned in response and he smirked softly. 

His lips parted from mine as he made a trail of kisses down my neck. I smiled softly at him and ran my fingers through his hair. 

I pulled him back up quickly and kissed his lips roughly. I felt my shirt being lifted up and thrown on the floor. 

"I love you." He said softly while kissing down my chest. 

"I love you too." I replied with a smile. 

"Let's get you back home." He said standing up and handing me my shirt.