she never told me to stop, back on that day in june.
she is so beautiful, she is even more beautiful when shes moaning my name beneath me.
that night was the night we both proved that we truly cared for one another.
my phone goes off, signalling that i got a text.
breaking from my thoughts i lean forward and grab my phone off the coffee table.
it was nothing important, just one of those dumb texts you get telling you that your bill is due.
i sit back against the couch, watching friends and think about madison.
madison was having a "girls day" with her friend jetaime that just came for a visit.
they have been out all day, its 4:37 pm and they left at 11. i was starting to grow impatient because without madison, everything is boring.
i let out a dramatic sigh, standing up from the couch. i turn the tv off and grab my shoes.
i check my platinum blonde hair in the mirror before exiting the apartment.
i walk out of the building and head for the music shop down town.
i push the doors open and hear a small bell ring above my head.
"ah! well isnt mr. michael clifford! how are you?" the older man, John, says from behind his counter.
"im doing fine, thanks." i offer a smile as i head for the racks that held the guitars.
i've never had the money to buy a guitar, i use to have one until it broke and i didn't have enough to buy another.
i wandered around the store for 5 more minutes until i hear john call out my name.
"michael! we actually have a job
opening here, tony is moving back to DC." he says as he leans against the counter.
"i would love to! i mean, i would have to make a resume and-"
"no, no. we'll simple do a small interview. i would hire you on the spot right here but you know the boss man." he chuckles to himself.
"well of course. when can i come in?" i ask
"how about saturday, say around 2:30-ish?" he says
"sounds great! thanks, john." i say and we exchange good-byes as i walk out the door.
i head left, back down the side walk to my apartment when my phone vibrates, signalling i got another text,
madison: hey fag
michael: hey?
madison: whats with the question mark are we not bf and gf can i not text
you oh
i chuckle at her text, knowing shes joking.
michael: arent you out with jetaime?
madison: no she went back to her aunts for dinner *cough cough* loser
michael: thats no fun :-((
madison: stop with the smileys with the nose
michael: why does it bother you?
madison: yes.
michael: sorry :-(((((((
madison: fuck u
i shake my head with a smile, while she sends another text.
madison: you should come overrrrr
michael: why did you miss me today
madison: yes
michael: really?
madison: lmao no
michael: :-((((
madison: just come over.
and with that, i was turned around and headed for her apartment.
