English Love Affair

Chapter 4

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•Michael•
May 10, 2014
Evening

"Michael? Michael!" Chery's voice startled me as I was brought back to reality. I smiled at her, realising I had been staring at her.

"Why were you looking at me?" She asked.

"Oh, uhm. I, was just thinking." I spoke, trying to avoid the fact that I had been staring at her beautiful face.

"Oh?" She smiled, pulling out her phone and tapping on her screen. I sat and stared at Chery as she giggled over her phone as we waited on our lattés.

"Chery?" I asked, her head popping up and looking at me with a smile.

"Yea?"

"Not to come off rude, but uh, we were a one night stand, yes?" She nodded. "Why are we still together then? It's half past 4," I trailed. She shrugged, locking her phone and putting all of her attention on me.

"I guess because you just finished fixing my car this morning and we were bloody pissed off our asses and couldn't do anything until 12 this afternoon because we were so hungover?" She bluntly said. That's what I liked about girls, when they're so fucking blunt it almost makes you want to cry because you know they'll never hide things from you.

"You're frappés!" An annoyingly high pitched voice spoke, interrupting our little bonding moment. We looked up at the lady, taking our drinks and standing to leave.

"Have a good day!" She squeaked. Chery giggled, linking her arm with mine and pulling me out of the little café.

•Chery•

The lady squeaked a "Have a good day!" at us, my arm linking through Michael's and pulling him out of the small café. I giggled, looking up at Michael and smiling, the sun beating down on us.

"Michael, I think maybe it wasn't meant to be a one night stand with us. Because everything you do has me interested. I'm always interested in what you're going to say!" I said, pulling my arm from him and stepping ahead and facing him as I walked backwards.

"Really?" He asked, confused, I could tell.

"Of course! I've never met someone like you! You're interesting! We like the same music, we dress the same, you make me laugh and forget things," I trailed, blushing at the last one I said.

"I make you forget things?" I nodded. "How so?"

"You, uh. You make me happy," I smiled.

•Michael•

I make her happy? No ones ever told me that before...

"Thank you, Chery. No one's ever told me that I make them happy." She looked up at me from looking at her drink, her eyes wide.

"Seriously? Not even past girlfriends?" I shook my head no. "Well, they're stupid bitches!" She's giggled, grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me down to her level and kissing my cheek. I chuckled, putting an arm around her waist and pulling her close, her head laying down on my shoulder. I looked down at Chery, not expecting what came out of her mouth next.

"I, uh. I could be your girlfriend. I could make you happy. I mean, only if you want..." She trailed. My heart sped up, already knowing what my answer would be.

•Chery•

I built up the courage to ask Michael a straightforward question. Holy shit was I shaking in the inside. I wanted him to be my boyfriend, but I was afraid of rejection. Even though we met last night and have had sex three times, but I was still shaking.

"I, uh. I could be your girlfriend. I could make you happy. I mean, only if you want..." I trailed. There was a pause, my nerves completely on edge. Suddenly I was being brought into Michael's chest, his arms going around me as he kissed the top of my head.

"I'd love for you to be my girlfriend, Chery." Michael said, pulling away from me a little and kissing my lips gently. I smiled up at him, my heartbeat slowing down a bit.

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Okay, sooooo sorry it took me so long to put Chapter 4 up, guys, but here it is!!
And the picture up top is what I imagine Chery to look like with her hair colour and stuff(: