We're about to walk to the car when Michael takes my crutches, I give him the what the fuck are you doing look and he smiles. He picks me up bridal style, he warns me not to say no and I give up and rest my head on his chest. We walk back to the car and Michael places me in the front seat and they all sit in the back.
We arrive home and Michael runs around the car to get me out, he's so cute! He picks me up bridal style again and carries me into the house and up to my room. He places me on the bed and puts my ankle over a pillow. He then get on top of me and starts kissing me, his touch is soft and makes me crave him.
He works his way down to my neck and sucks a little, I know he wants more but I can't right now, not with this ankle so I slightly push him away. "Michael, you know I love you but I just can't right now. Please understand." I beg him. I feel him smile against my neck, "What I can't kiss my girlfriend passionately without wanting sex?" he asks jokingly.
I look at him and raise an eyebrow, "Your Michael Clifford of course not! I know what you want." I say winking at him. He smiles at me before flopping down on the spot next to me on the bed. He kisses my cheek, "Kim I'm really sorry about your ankle and I hope it gets better," he tells me.
I turn my body to face him, "Thanks me too, but look at the bright side. I get to spend time with my amazing boyfriend." I say before giving him a kiss. He deepens the kiss and I'm really enjoying it until I try to move my leg and it hurts. I break the kiss and pout, "What's wrong babe?" he asks me. I sign, "Nothing its just my leg hurt when I tried to move it." I say sadly.
He smiles before kissing me one more time, "Don't worry babe when youre with me you won't have to lift a fingere, or in you're case a toe," he says laughing.