Cherry Bomb (A Michael Fassbender Fanfic)

5: Goodbye

A/N: If sex makes you uncomfortable, please leave ;)

Finally, a day to sleep in. God bless Saint Stephen. I stretch lazily across my bed and snatch at my blankets before they slip off completely. I drag them back up and tuck them under my chin. My chin. Why does my chin hurt? I touch it gently and Michael's blue eyes appear in my head. Oh yes. I've been kissed good and hard by Michael Fassbender. Suddenly the stubble-burnt skin no longer hurts but serves as a reminder that someone out there has the hots for me. And now my cheeks are hurting from all this smiling. I turn to my side and snuggle up more. I don't plan to make an appearance until at least lunch time. Plenty of time to fantasize about Michael. I remember back to the last time he kissed me, seventeen years ago. When we said our goodbyes.

On my last night here for the summer, before college, Raegan, Shannen, her best friend at the time, Michael, and I are watching Basic Instinct. My grandparents and mother have all gone to bed hours before. The movie's big sex scene comes up and I unknowingly begin to squirm in my seat. Rae and Shannen are on the couch while Michael leans against it, sitting on the ground. I'm curled up in the recliner and feeling rather uncomfortable. I mean, this scene is pretty hot. I guess Rae notices I'm fidgeting and calls me out.

"Hey, Beanpole. You okay?" She giggles as she stuffs popcorn into her annoying gob of a mouth. Shannen snickers along with her.

All I do is nod. Michael brings his knees to his chest and hugs them, staring at me. "Bean, are you uncomfortable?"

I can feel my cheeks catching fire. I swallow hard and shake my head. "No, I just had a lot of water and I need to pee. I'll be back, no need to pause it." I hop out of my seat and rush off down the hall until I'm out of sight.

I splash water on my face. I'm annoyingly embarrassed. Yes, I'm a virgin and yes, sex scenes like that tend to make me squirm because, hello, I'd like to experience that someday. I try to steady my breathing when I hear a rap on the bathroom door. I open it up a crack and peek. It's Michael.

"Why are you hiding?" He laughs, quietly. I open the door more, grab his hand and yank him in. I close the door and lock it behind me.

"Shh! The last thing I need is Rae gossiping," I put my ear to the door and listen.

"And sneaking me into the bathroom with you is the way to do it," he jokes.

"Shut up." I smack his arm but laugh. "I just needed a minute."

"Because?"

"If you tell, I swear I will hurt you."

Michael's lips curl up into a mischievous smile. He crosses his heart with his finger and his smile grows wider. "You're a virgin."

My jaw drops. I feel mad but at the same time, I'm relieved I didn't have to say it out loud. "How? How did you know?"

"Don't take this the wrong way, Bean, but the way you were squirming in your seat? Kind of obvious."

"I was not squirming!" I said a bit too loud. I press my ear to the door again before repeating myself, softly this time. "I was not squirming."

Michael leans against the sink, a hand on either side of the counter, smirking. "It's okay, Bean. There's nothing wrong with being a virgin. And, you know, we could fix that. Right now, if you want..." He drops his chin and his eyes burn through me like he's a predator and I'm the prey. Lord have mercy.

"Oh god, stop it." I smack him again. He's making me violent lately with all his teasing. "I'm going back out now. Are you coming?"

"I'll be there in a minute," he says with a small smile.