I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 63
Sweet Dream? Or a beautiful Nightmare?
"It's okay, I got you."
I took a couple deep breaths and attempted to relax.
"I'm sorry." I apologized
"It's alright." He insured
"I'm just worried---"
"You're worried, that you may never see your dad again. I know, but relax he's going to be back in a year." Michael said
I bitterly laughed.
"What?" He innocently asked
"I never told you when my dad was coming back." I stared at him waiting for an explantion
"Ha! Ella, my dad and your dad got deployed at the same time. My dad's in Afganstan too remember?" He asked
"That doesn't mean they're coming back at the same time." I argued
"Well, my bad for assuming they did." He continued
"Besides, I'm worried about him too." Michael tried
"You're lying." I said
He looked at me like a student looks at his teacher when the teacher doesn't buy his words.
"What makes you think I'm lying huh?" He asked
"I don't know, but I see it in your eyes." I answered
"Well, you're wrong this time okay."
That settled it. This argument was pointless. I wasn't going to figure anything out and Michael wasn't going to give in.
"I'm sorry, I just, I don't know." I shook my head
Michael grabbed my face and kissed me. I was taken by suprise, but, that wouldn't stop me. I kissed him back until he pulled away.
"Why do we make things more complicated?" He whispered
"I dont know." I answered
"Instead of enjoying each others company, all we can do is fight." He said
"It's not my fault, you're hiding things from me." I complained
"What I choose to keep, is mine. Worry about your own self." He sourly spat
"What happened to the guy who was comforting me a minute ago?" I asked in dismay
"You know what I am tired of y-"
Figuring that this would turn into another useless argument I pulled his neck and kissed him. This time I was careful to not let go, otherwise, we'd probably argue again.
"Ella."
Michael attempted to speak, but I stopped him by biting his lower lip and pulling him down to the bed. Michael carefully followed my lead with out saying a thing. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He bent down and softly kissed me and pulled back.
"So either, we're kissing, or fighting, no in between?" He smirked
"I don't know about you, but I like kissing better." I said as I attempted to kiss him again.
"Not this time, kitty." He laughed
I laid back with a disapointed expression
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