Im never gonna date you luke hemmings


21. break

"Your not in trouble sweatheart, it wasn't your fault." My father says and i look at Michael.

"Really?" I ask shocked. Me, michael and Luke had all gotten a weeks suspension. Michaels parents weren't mad at him either after he explained everything.

"Sure! Now you kids have fun!" He smiles an i thank him before me and my kitten walk upstairs.

After a few hours of cuddling, netflix, and surprise kisses, my eyelids grow heavy.

I had been sitting between Michael's legs, with my back resting on his torso. He liked to play with my hair and mutter things in my ear.

"Sleepy kitten?" He asks.

"Mhmm." I whisper as i close my eyes.

"Michael?" I ask sleepily. He sneezes, then replys.


"Will you stay the night?"

"Of course i will." He kisses the top of my head and i smile. I start shifting and so does he, and eventually i become his little spoon.

"Why cant i be the big spoon?" I say, struggling to keep my eyes open.

"Because your too small kitten." He whispers in my ear. "My little kitten."

"Im not little...." I protest.

"Shhhhh, time for sleep." He murmurs while stroking my hair.

"Kitten..." But I'm too tired and my eyelids fall down for the final time tonight.




I wake up enclosed by a solid figure and the blue strands of hair tell me is Michael. He is still asleep, softly breathing.

We had become separated while we slept, so i just watched him.

He twitches his nose and i smile.

"My little kitten." I whisper. He sniffs and rolls over.

"Michael?" I whisper, trying to wake him up. I feel lonely without him awake. He doesn't stir.

"Kitten?" I try again. This time, he turns around, but his eyes are still closed.

"Hmm?" He says.

"Open your eyes." I say kissing his nose. His eye was swollen and a dark purple color, and his jaw had a similar coloration.

He opens one of his light green eyes and smiles.

"Good morning kitten." He says.

"Morning." I smile.

"Ow." He says rubbing his jaw and the smile slips from my face. "Damn, that kid knows how to fight." He grimaces.

"Want an ice pack?" I ask.

"No kitten, i'll be alright."

"Your in pain, let me take care of you." I stare at his busted lip and sigh.

"Really kitten, im-" i cut him off by pressing my lips to his.

"Im taking care of you." I say after we break apart. He sighs in defeat and i smile.

"Alright." Then he sneezes and a cough escapes his mouth.

"Are you getting sick?" I ask, concerned.

"No." He states quickly, "you worry to much."

"I think your getting sick."

"Am not."

"Michael, let my take care of you."

"What if i am getting sick? Then you'll get sick too."

"I don't care."

"Your silly." He sneezes again and i raise an eye brow at him. "Its just a sneeze!"

"Im keeping an eye on you."

"Fine." I try to close the space between our lips, but Michael stops me.

"I don't want my kitten to get sick."

"I don't care mikey." I kiss him trying to be careful with his busted lip. I still cant believe Luke did this. At least he has some wounds of his own.

Michael rips away from me and sneezes again.

"See? You could get sick."

"Then i'll get sick." I lean in again and Michael lays one of his long legs over mine and pulls me closer.

I lay my head under his chin and he uses his fingers to trace patterns on my back.

"I love you kitten." I freeze. He hadn't said that to me before.

"I love you too." I whisper into his chest.


"Of course." We stay silent for a few minutes and then Michael sneezes again. He sighs and i laugh at him.

"What do you want to do today love?" He asks.

"Your sick."



"I know something we could do..." I get what he is hinting at and he laughs.

"No kitten."

"Im joking babe."

"I know."

"But seriously, what are we going to do today?"

"I don't know."

"How about we play in the snow?"

"But your sick."

"If I'm going to get sick anyway..."

"I don't know..."

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeee? We got a lot of snow last night."

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it."

"You can not silly."

"Yeah i can."

"Fine, ill play in the snow with you."


"Sure." He gets up, leaving me cold where i was warm before. I roll over and face him.

"Michaellll." I whine.

"Whats wrong kitten?"

"Im cold."

"Aw." I sit up and he sits beside me.

"Sorry." He sits up on the pillows and i sit between his legs like last night. He wraps his arms around my belly and i nuzzle his arm.

"See? My little kitten." I sigh.

"I guess i am."

"Want to play in the snow now?"

"I thought we had a nice snuggle thing going."


"Alright, lets go." I say as i crawl from his lap.



"Do you want me to carry you?"

"I can walk silly. Just walk beside me." I grab his hand and start walking down the stairs. We reach the bottom and put our coats on before going outside.

"Where are your parents?" Michael asks as he pulls on his coat.

"Work." I reply.

"Now you see, if their gone..."


"I'm kidding! I love teasing you."

"Not funny."

"Come on, lets go!" He pulls me out the door and into the white world and i shield my eyes from the glare.

"Theirs so much snow!" I exclaim."

"I told you."

"what do you want to do first?"

"lets..." he ponders for something to do.

"how about snow angels?" i suggest.

"your my little angel." he whispers.

"stop that." i say playfully. despite the cold, my cheeks are warm from blushing.

"i cant stop loving you kitten." something about the way he said it brought Luke to my mind. he said he wont stop loving me, even though i'm with Michael. i think about how annoyed he was yesterday. but when he kissed me.... i felt something besides shock. i tried to deny it... i shake my head. i'm with Michael now. Michael.

"something wrong?" Michael pulls his eyebrows together.

"i uh.." do i tell him? he would get mad at me. for feelings though? i mean, their not my fault....

"nothing. i just need a hug."

"kitten, whats wrong?" he asks, looking at me with concern in his eyes.

"i said nothing."

"i know somethings up." he pushes.

"Michael..." i started to feel back for what i had felt yesterday. do i tell him?

"Carly, you can tell me anything." i bite my lip. i decide to spill.

"well uh.. yesterday when Luke kissed me-" anger flashes behind his eyes and i start to cry. his expression softens and he tilts up my chin.

"tell me princess." he prompts.

"i-i felt something but i don't know why because i love you and i don't love Luke, and i just want to be with you and not him." i rush out.the tears pour down my face and i wait for him to get mad but he just looks at me with the funniest expression.

"if you don't want to be with him, don't worry about it kitten. i know you love me." he smiles.

"y-your not mad?"

"no." he pulls me into a tight hug and i cry into his shoulder."its alright kitten, don't cry please." i cant believe that he isn't mad at me, and i feel so relieved now that its off my chest.

"please don't cry kitten." he pleads. i try to stop crying and i pull away from Michael. i stare into his soft eyes and ignore the bruise around his left eye. he gently wipes away the tears using his thumb and i smile.

"thank you." i tell him.

"of course. and remember kitten, you can tell me anything." he brushes his lips over mine, not yet kissing me, but still moving around. he cups the sides of my face with his large hands and i feel prick of goosebumps rise with his hot breath on my face. our foreheads are leaned together, and the tips of our noses are touching.

"I love moments like this." He breathes.

"Me too." I can see our breath cross the short distance between our lips. I close my eyes and focus on the sounds of him breathing.

"I love you Michael." This moment felt more right to say that.

"I love you too, so much." He rests his arms low on my back and pulls me closer. The moment we touch our lips, i forget all about Luke. I just focus on Michael who i am so in love with. My little kitten.

"I love you kitten." I mumble.

"My little kitten." He murmers. After a few minutes, I'm burning up. Michaels embrace is really warm and I'm starting to sweat.

"Hey kitten, do you want to go to my house?" Michael asks.

"Sure." I smile. "Who's car?" Michaels was still here from yesterday.

"Mine i guess."

"Alright, lets go." I smile and we walk hand and hand into his car.



"Its so nice to meet you carly! Im Karen." Michael mom seems very friendly as she pulls me into a tight hug.

"Its nice to meet you too." She releases me from her hug and claps her hands together and raises them to her lips.

"Shes beautiful Michael. I can see why you like her."

"Thank you." I smile at the compliment.

"So uh... What are you guys gonna do?"

"Just hang out."

"Alright, have fun guys. And carly, its nice to meet you."

"Same here." I smile and Michael grabs my hand a pulls me up the stairs. We get to a room on the left and Michael opens it.

Inside, a lot of posters litter the wall of a million different bands, theirs pizza boxes on the floor, clothes are everywhere, as i expected from a teenage boys room.

"Sorry that its messy." I step over a few things on the floor and sit down on his bed. It scared me half to death until i realize that its a water bed.

"Oh." I laugh at myself and Michael lays on the bed.

"Come 'er kitten." He pats the space beside him sending ripples through the water. I kick off my shoes and crawl over to him.

"My little spoon." He giggles.

"I could be the big spoon. If you weren't so damn big."

"I cant help size kitten."

"Your so cuddly though." I say as i take my spot in his arms.

"Im a cuddler." He says.

"I can tell." We stay silent for a moment before Michael changes the subject.

"I need to take you on a second date." He kisses the top of my head.

"We don't have to go on dates Michael."

"Don't call me Michael, call me kitten." He declares.

"I think you use that word too much." Luke's comments about our nickname suddenly flash in my mind and i get annoyed. Michael sneezes again and pops me back to reality.

"Your cold!" I whine. I forgot he was getting sick.

"Its fine kitten."

"But..." I don't know where I'm going with this.

"Ill be fine." He kisses my lips, pulling me closer. "My little kitten." He mumbles against my lips. He pulls away and turns to caugh.

"Your sick."

"Oh i hadn't noticed that."

"Mi-" I'm cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. "Hold on." I fumble for my phone and answer it without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Carly, i need to talk to you." I recognize the voice.

"Who is it kitten?"

"Uh..." If i tell him, he will be extremely angry.

"No one." I walk out quickly and press the phone back to my ear.

"What do you want Luke?"

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