Train Tracks and Romances

Chapter 5

I walked in at about 3 o'clock from meeting up with a few friends in town and walked in to a half naked Michael dancing about the kitchen to a greenday song coming from his phone which was plugged into my docking station.
"Did you forget to get dressed today?" I shouted over the music
He looked up and stopped dancing putting his hands over his boxers which I was trying very hard not to stare at. I put down my bags and hung up my coat and turned off the docking station which stopped the music. I laughed looking at him. He was beaming red and it was so cute.
"Hey, so if you go and get ready then why don't I put on frozen!?"
"Will you! He shouted removing his hands from over his bulge and placing them on the counter. I felt my eyes travel down his body and he noticed and told me
"It's not nice to stare"
"Sorry!" I said quickly "I'll go and take my... Ehh.. Shoes off" I stuttered
"Ok" he said with a smirk

I had frozen all set up and blankets on the big comfy couch and I was brining over s big bowl of popcorn for us to share. Michael walked out of his room soon after with skinny jeans on and a buttoned patterned shirt and no shoes. He looked so good and so cuddly and chilled out. He sat next to me bringing them popcorn up with him too.

We were watching Frozen happily on the couch and 'let it go' came on and Michael started singing along. I laughed and said
"I always knew you were a good singer"
"I'm not bad am I" he said proudly and continued with "too bad I've not heard you sing, we could duet together"
"I don't think so I suck at singing" I laughed
"I bet you don't" he said shoving me lightly
"I sound like a dying cat" I said with a giggle
"You have a cute giggle" he told me his face very close to mine, I could almost feel his breath on my neck.
"Thanks" I said shyly like when we first met. Our faces where inches from each other. I could feel his breath on me. I was staring into his eyes which seemed to hold a lot in - not like tears but like secrets and they were sort of mysterious almost. It all just happened so fast I couldn't and didn't want to stop it. I could feel his tongue intertwined with mine. It was so perfect. I never wanted it to stop, but I couldn't breathe I needed to take a breathe and somehow it came out as a sort of moan and that's when I could feel his hands undoing my blouse and that's when I had to stop him. I didn't want him knowing about me, I didn't want him knowing because he would think u was a freak and run away and I didn't want that... I really liked this boy and I had to stop this.
"Michael I'm sorry" I cut him off "I can't do this" I turned and looked away from him
"What is it?" He asked "did I do something wrong?"
"No absolutely not, you done everything right. It's just me, I'm sorry"
"You know you can tell me anything right?"
"I know, I just want you to leave and if I tell you, you will"
"I promise I won't!! And do you know why I won't?"
I shook my head feeling the tears build up. He took my chin in his finger and guided my head up so we were looking in each other's eyes.
"Rebekah" he spoke "will you be my girlfriend?" The tears were pouring and I hugged him and whispered yes in his ear.
I sat up and crossed my legs on the couch facing him.
"Ok, so I'm going to tell you this, which is hard for me because I've never told anyone. I've kept it a secret for so long and even my mother doesn't know!" He nodded understandingly. I lifted the ends of my skirt up revealing my scars and cuts. My eyes brimming with tears and so were his.
"There's more" I whispered through the tears. I then pulled up my sleeves on both arms and showed him more cuts and scars. He grabbed my arm delicately and very lightly running his fingers over them with his tears rolling. He pulled me into another hug, both of us crying. He pulled away and asked
"How long for?"
"Since I was thirteen" I told him which meant I had been doing it for 10 years as I was 23.
"Ok" he paused "I have a confession too" A puzzled look consumed my face and that's when Michael lifted his large amount of bracelets revealing his own scars and cuts. To say the least I was surprised. I hugged him and he told me
"You're not alone ok! I'll always be here and I am not just saying that like all the others I will be here for as long as you need me!"
"Thank you Michael! I really do love you!!"
"I really do love you too" he squeezed me tightly and I squeezed back. Everything felt perfect.