Crush?

S E V E N T E E N

Chapter:17

Sydney's POV:

I woke up and was welcomed with darkness, my stomach growled with hunger and I threw the covers off of myself and turned to Michael who was peacefully sleeping with his arms
wrapped around me, securing me in his grip.

I debated on whether I should wake him up or not for a little while but then I just decided I shouldn't since he
looked as if he was in a deep sleep. I grabbed his wrist gently and tried pushing it off but it only tightened, I groaned as I tried once again but he didn't budge
"Don't leave me"
He mumbled as he opened one eye to look at me and then closed it again
"But I'm hungry"
I told him
"Wait till morning"
He ordered as he cuddled me close to
him
"But I can't... I can't sleep with an empty stomach"
I told him truthfully and blushed with
embarrassment as I thought about him thinking of me as fat
"Okay"
He said as he untangled himself from me and got out of bed
"No you can go back to sleep I'll manage"
I said.
"It's okay, I don't want you running away"
He told me as his jaw clinched
"Where will I go, Michael? We're in Hawaii! I don't know my way around here!"
I exclaimed as I got out of bed and crossed my arms
"For fuck's sake Sydney! I can't lose you okay!"
He tugged at the roots of his hair in
frustration
"Okay! Geez, calm your butt, I'm sorry"
I raised my hands in defence and he
chuckled
"You're so cute, come on"
See what I mean when I say he seems bipolar
He extended his hand for me to take
and I knit my eyebrow
"How?"
I asked ignoring his hand
"How, what?"
He questioned and smiled innocently
"How do you that? How does your mood change in a second?"
I asked confused and amazed, he smiled at me and walked closer as I looked up at him, his hand creased my cheek
"I can't stay mad at you, princess"
Is all he said before he kissed my
cheek and took my hand, dragging me
downstairs

We entered the kitchen and he started opening cabinets as I walked over to the counter and jumped up and sat on it
"What do you wanna eat, babe?"
He asked looking at me and I just shrugged in response
"Coffee?"
he asked with an eyebrow raised
"Can I also have cereal?"
I asked him as he nodded and grabbed
a box of Milo (it's a chocolate flavored
cereal) along with a bowl and spoon
and sat it beside me
"How did you manage all this?"
I questioned as I poured myself a bowl of cereal and he handed me the milk
"I have contacts"
Is all he said as he started making coffee I ate my cereal in silence just thinking, thinking that I didn't know anything about him, and if I had to live with him I had to know him and I also found it weird that he knew everything about me and I knew nothing about him and all this thinking was making me over think everything
"Tell me about yourself"
And without even thinking the words
came flying out of my mouth and my
eyes widened at what I had just said

He walked over to me with two coffee
mugs and set one on my left and he sat down, on the counter, on my right and raised an eyebrow
"You wanna know about me?"
He asked while he grinned and I looked at my hands
"Well yea... Since you know everything about me I think it's fair to ask you about yourself"
I said playing with my fingers
"Well yea you got a point, there's not
much to me, my full name is Michael
Gordon Clifford, but call me by my
middle name and I won't hesitate to
Slit your throat, my favorite color is
green, I love dying my hair, I dropped
out of school because who the hell likes school?"
He finished as he took a sip from his
mug
"That's all?"
I asked in disbelief, I mean that was hella short
"Yea..."
He said and I realized he didn't mention his parents, should I ask him? What if it's a touchy topic? What if he gets sad? Or mad? I pushed all those thought aside and started speaking
"What about your parents? Do they live in Sydney?"
I asked. He looked up at me
"Why do you wanna know?
He questioned in a harsh tone
"Ah i-i just um I was ah j-just asking..."
I stuttered and looked down and I heard him sigh beside me and he rested his hand on my knee, giving it a light squeeze
"My father, well he was um how do I
say this? my dad didn't really give two
fucks about me and my mum, he came home late, half the time drunk and would scream at me for being an ungrateful child and shit like that. Because of my dad my mum was a workaholic, she left early and came home when my dad used to be passed out, she'd come to my room and kiss my forehead every night and told me everything would be okay and we'll be a happy family again and I'd nod my head every single night for 6 years, but you know what Sydney? That never happened, when I was 15 my parents got divorced and of course I started living with my mum and I never saw her, when I used to wake up she would've left for work and when she got back Iused to be asleep and I was going crazy, I dropped out of school, I used to stay in my room, I started dying my hair, I got these tattoos I became this rebel but my friends helped me through, they got me out of that fucking house and I got this small apartment, I started saving money and when turned 18 I had enough money to buy that house I took you to, and to be completely honest with you, I would've ended up in a mental asylum if it weren't for the boys"
He finished, his breathing heavily, his
voice cracking every now and then, tears were running down his face and
I had tears in mine as well, I regretted
asking him about his parents, it broke
my heart looking at him like that too.

I got off the counter, took his hand and pulled him off as well and wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him, as tight as I could I just hugged him and he buried his head into the crook of my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist as I rubbed his back
"i'm so so sorry Michael, for everything you've been through, I'm
Sorry I shouldn't have asked you about them"
I told him as I cuddled into his chest
"Don't be sorry"
He sniffled before continuing
"I'm glad you know my past"
I smiled lightly as I pulled away to see
his tears were gone but his eyes were
still red.
"Wanna go for a walk?"
I asked him and he smiled
"Sure"
He answered me and took my hand,
intertwining our fingers and we walked out of the house and to the beach, I had noticed that his friends helped him through a lot and he loved talking about them so I decided on talking about them to cheer him up, as we walked along side the shore with our shoes in hand. I started the conversation
"So how'd you meet the boys?"
I asked to which he looked down at me and grinned
"Me and Calum were best friends before we even knew the other boys, I
always hated Luke because he was always just so happy, and because of me, cal also hated Luke, but this one day at lunch cal was late and when he showed up, luke was by his side and I asked him why he was there and cal told me that Luke was pretty cool and so we started talking, he was a year younger than me and cal but we actually hit it off since we all had the same music taste and all, as for Ashton well we met him through luke, like luke used to have these green glasses and he thought they were very
coal and all and luke told us that one day he was with this group of guys he
didn't really know and ash was in them and the guys starts teasing him about his glasses and ash stood up for him saying he thought his glasses were cool and they exchanged names and after a few days luke introduced us to him and even though ash was a couple years older than us, we actually hit it off and so we because really good friends and here we are"
He finished, his eyes glowing in the
night, he had the biggest smile on his
face which made me grin as well
"That's a very fascinating story"
I told him truthfully
"Yea it is"
He agreed as I nodded
"What about you? How'd you and Alex become friends?"
He asked and I smiled
"When I was in year 6 I lost all my
friends and in the new grade I legit
knew no one so it was pretty weird for me to just sit there doing nothing while everyone talked, so one day Alex was sitting in front of me and I was just scribbling on my notebook and she just turned around and closed it and told me to talk, it was awkward at first but then we started talking, we weren't good friends,the whole year but we exchanged numbers and we became like best friends over the summer break, it was awesome"
I told him while smiling, looking at our feet leaving imprints on the wet mud
"Well she's demanding"
He chuckled as I giggled along
"Sometimes, but I love her"
I said truthfully and I saw him nod
through the corner of my eye
"We should head back, I can't even see
the house anymore"
He said and I nodded as we turned
on our heels and started walking
back, which was a very long ass walk.
Guess time flies when you have good
company.

A/N:
This chapter, yay or nay?