*just so you're all not extremely confused this chapter continues right from Michaels last sentence.*
I kept my head hanging down. I didn't know what to do this has never happened before. No guy ever likes me. No one ever likes me. I really like Michael so I don't want to say something wrong like I always do, so I sit there silent.
"Do you want to go on a date with me sometime?" He asked. His voice was a little less confident. I think he is nervous.
"Yes. When?" I asked still looking down. I was internally shitting my pants if that makes any sense.
"How about on friday? I will pick you up at 7?"
"Sounds good." I finally got the courage to look up at him. I smiled. Not the fake one I wore everyday but a real genuine smile. I actually happy.
"You look so beautiful when you smile." He said to me with his sparkling eyes looking into mine.
"Thank you. Your the first person who has actually told me I look beautiful and its pretty wow."
"That i called you beautiful? Like you are?" He asked sweetly.
"Well yes. And that you and the guys like me. No one really does." And with that I stood up and started for my bedroom door.
I felt a hand wrap around my wrist. It sent goosebumps up my arms. It was Michael. His touch was electrifying. He pulled on my wrist a bit and pulled me towards him, engulfing me in a huge hug. Because he was quite a bit taller than i am my head was right at his heart. It was calming to hear the beat of his heart. It was slow an steady. It was weird when he hugged me it was different, i felt safe in his arms. Like nothing bad could ever happen if i was with him. I stood on my tippy toes and i heard him giggle a bit as he crouched a little so i could reach his ear. "Thank you. I really needed that." I said in a whisper. He shivered under my breath hitting his neck. I started to pull away a little. He just held me tighter and closer.
"Just stay here a bit longer? I really need this too..."
After a couple minutes i pulled away and smiled at him he was wearing a blink 182 t-shirt. I took him in. My breath hitched as i looked at his wrist...