seven

I woke the next morning without any blankets covering me but apparently someone was using me as a blanket. Michael's free arm was tightly wrapped around my waist, I felt something touching the tip of my nose and as I opened my eyes I saw Michael's nose slightly touching mine. His eyes were closed and he looked so innocent and adorable but I had no time for admiring his face because right now I was locked in his cage.

I tried to get his arm off me but it was too heavy for my tiny body "Michael" I said but no response. "Michael!" I said raising my voice a bit still no response. "Michael!!" I yelled slapping his arm.

He opened his eyes slightly but suddenly they widened in shock and I was a bit confused. "W-what the hell are you doing on my bed?" he stuttered, clearly horrified seeing me on his bed and I rolled my eyes.

"That's what I thought." I muttered under my breath and he furrowed his eyebrows. "Mari locked us together because of your stupidity last night, remember?" I said, sitting on the bed and he ran his free hand through his hair before nodding.

"I want to take a shower." he said casually and my mouth hung open.

"W-we can't take a shower together." I stuttered and he smirked, making me more nervous.

"Lets go to the pool"

"I'm not going to try swimming, when I have a person of the opposite sex connected to me." I said making it very clear.

"Take off your clothes."

"What?!" I asked.

"Take off all your clothes, since you don't want to go to the pool, we're going to take a shower together." he grinned like a pervert, placing his fingers under my chin he continued. "Trust me it'll be fun."

I slapped his hand away in annoyance and sighed is defeat. "You know, you're such a pervert." I said and he nodded. "Fine! lets go to the pool but where's Mari?" I asked and he quickly unlocked his phone.

"She's already gone, I got a text" he said.

He stood up from the bed dragging me with him."Can't you walk slowly?" I asked maintaining my balance and once again he tried to take his shirt off. "You can't take that off without ripping my arm off." I said and he sighed.

"There must be a way." he said. "Scissors!" he said raising his voice and I just rolled my eyes.

"So, you're telling me that you'll cut your shirt off in order to take it off." I said and he narrowed his eyes.

"Is there any other way? No! so shut up" he said before walking towards a table, again dragging me with him.

Taking off his shirt, until it was hanging between the chain of the handcuff, he took the scissors before cutting it off as fast as he could and sat on the bed with a huge sigh, as if he's done the most exhausting work out. "Lets go to the pool." he said and I nodded but suddenly, I realized something.

"I don't having a bathing suit" I said and once again he stood up, dragging me with him and opened his closet before taking out a shopping bag, similar to one of those we were carrying yesterday.

"I got awkward stares while picking this up." he said scratching the back of his neck and I narrowed my eyes before taking out whatever was present inside it and my eyes slightly widen

"A bikini?!" I said staring at a gorgeous, strapless, black bikini and I could see he started to stiffen weirdly on his spot, a light shade of crimson appearing on his cheeks.

"Yeah, I kind off saw you near the pool, remember when we were leaving for your house?" he said clearing his throat. "So, yeah"

"Oh well thank you! it's gorgeous." I said awkwardly, but my lips couldn't resist the urge to smile and my lips finally curved into a smile.

"C'mon now change." he said and I narrowed my eyes.

"What?"

I bent down before picking up his half cut t-shirt, making him turn a bit and covering his eyes with the shirt and tying the two ends at the back of his head. "What the hell are you trying to do?" he asked attempting to take the piece of cloth off his eyes but I slapped his hand.

"Your eyes drift a lot, wait until I change." I said and he sighed and nodded hesitantly.

I was in my pyjamas and a white crop top with thin straps. I grabbed the scissors and decided to cut the straps because there was no other way.

After cutting the two thin straps, the useless piece of clothing fell on the ground revealing my white, strapless bra.

I started taking off all my clothes and changed into the black bikini as fast as I could. "Are you over yet?" Michael asked.

"Yes" I said and he removed the cloth which was covering his eyes and looked at me, pretty casually before dragging me out of his room.

"You need to stop dragging me." I said trying to maintain my balance because there was a possibility of me landing on my ass like a toddler again. "What about you, you're going to swim in these boxers?" I asked, chuckling a bit and he suddenly stopped walking, making me bump into his back.

"Yeah, got a problem?" he said and I shook my head, trying to contain the little giggles escaping my lips.

When we were finally near the pool, he jumped into the pool without even warning me and I groan because the splashing water was now entering my nostrils. "What are you up to? do you want to kill me or something?" I screamed and he started howling in laughter as if I just told him an epic joke.

"Stop it!" I coughed and he moved closer rubbing my back, which surprised me a bit. "I was about to die." I snapped.

"No, please don't die!" he exclaimed over dramatically. "I can't be connected to a lifeless body, haunting me for the rest of the week."

I coughed again and started to walk away from him but I knew that at some point I won't be able to move any more. "What are you trying to do?" he asked looking a bit annoyed.

"Trying to stay away from you as much as I can." I said and suddenly I slipped again and stood up coughing.

I looked at him and this time he wasn't laughing and his expression said it all, he was serious. "What happened? you're not going to laugh at my stupidity again?" I asked sarcastically and he ran his fingers through his damp hair.

"It isn't funny any more" he said looking annoyed and I decided to stop asking him questions any more because his expressions were giving me bad vibes.

***

After we were done with the so called swimming, I changed into my strapless top which hopefully I picked up yesterday while shopping and a pair of denim shorts.

Michael was shirtless, of course because there was no way in hell to put a shirt on and I don't think we get strapless tops for boys. He was in a pair of track pants. His body was pretty impressive and I was able to see the V just below his waist.

"I'm ordering pizza" he said unlocking his phone but I snatched it from him and he rolled his eyes.

"It's not healthy to have pizza for breakfast." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm ordering it for myself you can make whatever you want to have."

"No, if you will order it and eat in front of my eyes I won't be able to eat anything else, so no pizza for breakfast." I stated clearly.

"So you're telling me we're not going to eat anything?" he asked and I shook my head.

"When did I said that? I was going to ask you what do you want to have for breakfast besides pizza"

"Um...maybe pancakes" he said a smile plastered on my face.

"Okay so lets make pancakes." I stood up from the couch, this time dragging Michael with me.

I started to collect all the stuff required to make the pancake batter but suddenly my phone started ringing which was kept on top of the Microwave, I grew curious and a bit nervous.

I almost fainted when I saw Ashley's name flashing on the screen. "Who is it?" Michael asked.

I cleared my throat before speaking up. "My friend, Ashley."

"Pick it up" he suggested but I shook my head.

"What should I say?"

"C'mon try coming up with an excuse." he said and I finally swiped to answer the call.

"H-hello" I stuttered.

"Sierra Ventresca, do you want me to die?!" Ashley yelled on the phone and was she sobbing? Oh My God! Ashley was crying.

"Ash, are you crying?" I asked, concern evident in my voice.

"Yes, I am but I don't think you care!" she said raising her voice and ouch! that hurt.

"No, it was jus-"

"I don't want any lame excuses, I want a valid reason for disappearing for like two weeks and leaving your best friend to die." she said, cutting me off.

"Okay" I sighed and continued. "It's a long story"

"I have time"