~Opposites Attract~

BUSTED !!!!!!

I jolt up,sweat covering my forehead,thank god it was just a dream,and I feel around for Mike,but he's not here.

" Mike ? " I ask almost in tears,still shook up about my dream. I know it's pouring down rain outside,but I don't care,and get up,grabbing my hoodie,and sneaking out my window,running to Mike's house,I needed him right now,especially when I had dreams like this. I entered the way I always did,and found him awake,his face visible by the light of his phone. I open his window,and he looks up with a smile,but doesn't move. I take off my shoes and hoodie,and walk over to his bed,crawling in under the covers,and laying my head on his chest,closing my eyes. Neither of us said anything,and I closed my eyes tighter,wanting to fall asleep next to him,but I couldn't,I felt like something was bothering him.

" Are you okay ? " I ask,lifting my head up to meet his eyes. His face shows no emotion,and let's out a sigh,and shuts his phone off,laying it on the stand next to him,then he turns back to me,giving me a smile,rolling over top of me,and staring into my eyes.

" Nothing,get some sleep " He purrs,and kisses my lips quick.

" I can't now " I whine,he gives me a smirk,and rolls back over to his side,wrapping his arms around my waist,and bringing me closer to him. He jolted up,an evil smile on his face,and got out his phone,pulling me up,and kissing me,then taking a picture with his phone,except he didn't stop after he took the pic,and threw his phone on the ground,putting a hand on my cheek,and the other around my back.

****Mike's Mom's POV****

I get home after a long day at work,and walk inside,the door is surprisingly locked,as I make my way inside. I throw my keys on the table,and I think I hear the sound of Layla's voice,but I'm probably just imagining it,I'm so tired it isn't funny. I drop everything,and drag myself up the stairs and pass Michael's bedroom.

" Mikey... " I hear Layla's voice moan,and this time I know it's not myself imagining it. I backtrack to his room,and knock on the door,hearing everything go silent,then a big thump.

" Hey mom,what are you doing home ? " Mike asks,a cheesy but nervous smile on his face,as he pokes his head around the door. I can see the shine of sweat on his forehead,and his breathing is heavy.

" Are you kidding me Michael !! " I yell angrily,pushing the door open,he's in only boxers,but there's no one on the bed,or in the room.

" What,God let me sleep,you woke me up,growing children need their sleep you know " He says,but I can see the worry in his eyes.

" I thought I heard - " I start,but am cut off by someone I had been expecting to see for a couple minutes,fully dressed,and a smile on her face.

" Thought you heard what ? " Layla asks,coming out from his bathroom,and walking over to Mike,kissing his cheek. He puts his head down,a smile on his face,as well as a blush.

" You need to go " I say to her,but she just crosses her arms.

" I think you're the one that needs to go,since you're the one who interrupted what we were doing " She spits back,Mike just looks back and forth between the both of us,wide eyed,and keeping his big mouth out of it.

" Excuse me,this is my house " I say back,putting my hand on her arm to drag her away,but she snatches it back.

" And excuse me,but I'm the guest,the one that's supposed to be treated with respect " She says innocently.

" You can forget tutoring him " I spit,she just rolls her eyes,and let's out a laugh.

" Tutoring,so that's what you think we were doing up here the whole time huh ? Silly parents,you wouldn't know a brick if it hit you in the face " She laughs,and pushes me out the door,locking it.