Cold as ice itself, and pale as the snow itself, Michael Clifford is not the type of 6ft boy you should be messing with, unless it's a death with you are asking for.

But when someone crosses his path, his entire life turns all the way around, and maybe he might just show his soft spots.


36. Plans

I hear small taps from my bedroom window.

I try to ignore it but they keep on coming.

I sigh and walk out of my bed and the warmth of my blankets. 

I open my curtain and I see Michael standing on my balcony. 

My mouth drops open and I don't know what to do.

He tells me to come outside into the cold air and that we will have some fun.

I quietly open and close the door and a smile starts to grow on my lips.

We sneak down to his car and he opens the door for me. 

As soon as it's locked and sealed shut, are eyes are locked.

I'm lost in his green eyes and all I want to do is kiss him.

His lips just look so plump and pink and kissable.

I move myself closer to him and he sneaks his hand on my cheek.

He starts to rub it with his soft thumb and a smile grows on my face.

Our lips lock and it feels amazing.

His lips are soft and gentle and his thumb keeps on rubbing my face. 

We pull away and smile at each other.

"Let's just enjoy our time together, stay in the present with me tonight."

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