I was woken up to the sound of bushes ruffling. I shot up and looked for the source of the noise. I couldn't find anything but I could still hear it.
I shook on Michael's shoulder hardly.
"Michael!" I whisper shouted at him.
He opened his eyes slowly.
"Yes....?" He said in a raspy, low morning voice. It was sexy.
"I think someone is out there! Listen!" I shouted, with an aura of terrified-ness.
"I THINK SOMEONE IS OUT THERE!" I whisper yelled at him. "Listen!"
I heard the bushes rustle again.
"Maddy... Its only the wind." He said quietly.
"Really... Come 'ere." He cooed.
I snuggled up to him again. He wrapped his arms around me tighter and pulled me close so that my head rested on his chest.
I closed my eyes and we quickly drifted to sleep.
I woke up with the sun beating on me. I quickly squeezed my eyes shut and turned my face into Michael's chest.
"Morning beautiful." He said as if he'd been up for hours.
"Morning." I mumbled.
"Do you want to go down to the water?" He asked.
"Sure." I mumbled before sitting up.
I smiled as I looked at the sweater I was wearing. I stood up slowly and pulled the large sweatpants off my hips, exposing my shorts.
"I like you in my sweater." Michael said to me.
"I like me in your sweater." I replied with a smile.
He hopped of the side of the truck. He put his hands up to my hips and lifted me out of the truck. I gave him a smile.
"I would kiss you, but I have morning breath." I said quietly.
"I would kiss you back, however i have morning breath too." He said.
We both smiled at each other.
We grabbed my hand and we laced our fingers together. As we walked down the hill we had mini thumb wars. Which resulted in us laughing.
We got to the water and stood on the sand. The ocean looked clear and was as blue as the sky.
Michael reached over to me and pulled off my sweater, throwing it to the sand. He pulled off his shirt, throwing it with my sweater.
He grabbed my waist and threw me over his shoulder.
"MICHAEL!" I screeched.
He stopped in his tracks.
"Yes?" He asked, as if I wasn't over his shoulder, being carried to the ocean.
"I don't wa-" I was cut off by Michael sprinting to the water, in waist deep.
He put his hands back on my hips, and slowly lowered me into the water.
"IT'S FUCKING COLD!" I yelled grabbing his neck and pulling myself back to wear I was.
He laughed at me.
"Come on, its not that bad!" He said convincingly.
He began to lower me into the water slower. As soon as my feet touched the bottom I was up to my chest in water, Michael however, was waist deep.
"Can we go shallower please?" I asked quietly.
"No." He said just as quiet.
I hit his bare chest lightly.
He put his one arm around my waist, pulling me to him. He began to trudge deeper into the water.
"Ah! No! Michael what are you doing!" I exclaimed.
"Noooo!" I yelled.
"Yessss!" He mocked.
He stopped walking deeper. He was about chest deep now. I would barely be able to touch if I could at all. Im a good swimmer, but with stitches on my stomach, thighs, and wrists, it would be tiring.
I put my one hand around his neck. I slowly lifted my legs up to put them around Michael's hips. I rested my other hand on his shoulder. He put his one arm under my bum so I wouldn't have to hold myself up with my legs. His other arm went around the middle of my back.
I'm freezing in the water. My lips are probably going blue. But thats okay.
I leaned in to his lips slowly. As our lips finally touched, I closed my eyes. Our lips moved in sync, kissing him sent chills to me, making the butterflies in my stomach re-appear. His lips are soft. My hand thats on his neck, moved upward slightly so I could reach his hair. My fingers slowly played with his hair. I felt him smile against my lips. I smiled too. We pulled away.
I put my other hand around his neck, and hugged him tightly. His arms wrapped around my back to hug me just as tight.
"Michael...?" I whispered.
"Yeah....?" He whispered back.
"I really don't want to let go."
"Then don't." He replied simply.
"Okay. I think you look really nice without your shirt on." I said with a smirk, even though he couldn't see it.
"Why thank you. I think the same about you."
"Do you think we can get out of the water? Im frozen."
"Of course your frozen." He whispered. With a little laugh.
He slung me around so that he was giving me a piggy-back ride.
He started to walk out of the water. I rested my head on his shoulder.
He got to wear I couldn't touch the water and I was glad.
I did start to shake. Sydney wasn't hot today. It was just warm. If that makes sense.
Michael finally got completely out of the water and he got to where our clothes were. He bent down slowly and grabbed our clothes. He began to jog back to the car.
As we reached the cars he grabbed the track pants I wore last night and another pair for himself. He plopped me down on the ground and gave me the same sweater and track pants.
"Thank you." I said sweetly.
I turned around and dropped my soaking wet shorts to the ground. I quickly put the sweatpants on. I pulled off my top throwing it to the floor as well. I debated wether or not to take off my bra, seeing it was soaking wet. I decided to leave it on. I thought the sweater on.
I turned around to see Michael in his track pants putting on his t-shirt again.
"Hey Mikey?" I asked walking over to him.
"I need help..." I said.
"With what?" He asked sweetly.
"I hope you don mind that I'm asking. But... You took a pill for your depression right?" I asked quietly.
"Yeah." He said just as quiet.
"Did you have side affects with it? Im scared to take the pill the doctor gave me." I whispered. He led me to his car.
"It made me feel more motivated to do things. I did get moody some days. It will act different in you though, it does in everybody. You don't need to be scared, it will make you feel better, and if you don't like it or its not working you can always stop taking it."
"I just- I AH-I don't know."
"Calm down. I will be with you. It will be okay." He said soothingly. "Come on" he grabbed my hand and led me to the car.
He opened the passenger side door for me.
"Thank you." I said hopping in. I buckled up.
Michael got in beside me. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and started the car. He started to pull away.
I took his one hand that was on the arm rest in mine. I leaned my head on his arm. I shut my eyes and drifted to sleep as Michael was driving me home.