we haven't contacted each other in over a week. i dont know whats bothering her but i do know she probably wont tell me.
i was laying on my bed, starring at the def leppard record hanging on my wall, when i heard a hard knock on my door.
i swing the door open to reveal madison standing there, her eyes blood shot, she'd been crying, obviously.
"michael fucking clifford,"
she grumbles.
"i hate you." she says as she walks past me and into the living room.
"what exactly did i do?" i ask, confused.
"nothing, michael. thats the problem," she says sniffling.
"you do nothing and yet i still feel like this. look at me im a mess, because of you. its amazing how you make me feel, michael clifford. i want you to want me, its all i need." she says and falls to the floor with her knees tight to her chest.
i was speechless, never has she been so emotional.
"like right now, you're doing nothing and i wanna punch you in the face because i want to kiss you so bad."
i sit down on the floor beside her,
"say something you bastard." she says through sniffles with a glare.
i rub my thumbs under her eyes and her dull grey eyes meet mine.
i lean forward and connect our lips and i can feel her smile through the kiss which makes my stomach erupt in butterflies.
she pulls me down ontop of her by the collar of my shirt, i rest my left forearm beside her head and my right hand tracing circles on her hip.
"i dont think that was nothing." i wink at her as i pull away.
"clifford, thats the first thing we've done since december. i dont even think you want to fuck me." she says shrugging.
"madison. when i saw you 5 months ago, i knew i wanted to fuck you until you screamed but at the same time i knew you were the one i wanted to hold gently in my arms and protect you from anything and give you everything because you deserve the world."
she sat there and blinked 3 times before speaking,
"are you going to fucking ask me, clifford."
"ask you what?" i tease.
she rolls her eyes, "michael," she whines "you're a fucking idiot."
i let out a breath as she sat there staring at me,
"you're doing nothing, again." she sighs
"im thinking of how to ask you." i say slightly embarrassed.
"just fucking ask me, michael."
"madison, will you be my girlfriend?"
"no."
"what i th-"
"im joking fucktard, of course i'll be your girlfriend."
i smirked as she hugged me, i breathed in her scent and just enjoyed this moment, even though there were many more to come.
