the house was still the same as before. the way the walls where covered in random polaroids and i smiled seeing some of me. i walked with michael down the narrow hallway to the kitchen.
"do you want anything?" he asked, going through a couple cupboards before pulling out a glass. i shook my head no and sat down on one of the bar stools. michael made chocolate milk and i stared at him like it was the most interesting thing in the world. i decided to take off my coat and gently set it on the chair next to me.
"are you sure you don't want any?" he asked again, tapping the spoon gently on the edge of the glass before putting it in the sink. i licked my lips as he took a long sip. "i take yours anyways." i grinned and reached over to grab the glass. michael watched as i brought the glass up to my lips.
this was the thing with me, whenever someone asks if i want something i say no and take what they got instead. it's a terrible habit but nobody is stopping me. i set the glass down and michael took another sip for himself, handing it back to me so i could finish it off.
i licked my lips, smiling at the taste and waited for michael to finish washing the cup. it was nice knowing michael still kept his clean ways. once he finished drying his hands with a rag i followed him to his bedroom, closing the door behind me.
"is it cold?" michael asked, his voice a little concerned and i smiled and shook my head no.
i looked at him confused for a second because it clicked.
he cares
it was a small silence before i shrugged and took off my socks, my shirt and pants following till i was left in my boxers. michael licked his lips and i walked over to his bed before climbing in.
"come on i'm tired." i muttered, snuggling up to the black covers and inhaling the scent. there was some shuffling before the bed dipped and i snuggled up to michael. his arms wrapped around me, one hand playing with my hair while the other stroked my back gently.
"you're not mad that i didn't talk to you for two months?" he questioned, moving his head back to see my reaction. i shook my head no though.
"i needed the time to think anyways."
"you mean you decided?"
i did. i spent two months deciding whether or not i loved michael or not, or forgave him. i nodded my head and michael waited for my answer. i couldn't hate him for this, i know it was a mistake but all my life it's been made out to be something more.
"i- i love you." i said quietly and michael's breath hitched before replying.
"to the moon and back, my dear."
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double update tho and idk if you guys have realized but every ten chapters or so there is a new theme and if you hAVEN'T read the description,
guess what's about to go down
*hint hint, nudge nudge*
ALSO I'M SO SORRY IF YOU WERE EXPECTING A BETTER AND LONGER APOLOGY FROM BOTH OF THEM BUT I HAVE SUCH A HARD TIME APOLOGIZING FOR PEOPLE'S MISTAKES MYSELF AND IT'S HARD TO WRITE ABOUT SOMETHING YOU CAN'T EVEN DO
but in the future i might re write this chapter better i just need to fix myself first and if any of you would like to help me come up with ideas then kik me it's:
q.u33n
[i was like thirteen sh]
and i'll glady take upon your imagination
- wooden fence
YOU ARE READING
on the other side • muke
Fanfictioni've always had a neighbor he never talks never leaves his house and his fence is nearly nine feet tall that is until it has to be taken down
