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Promises. <3 PART 5
This is dedicated to the people that take time to read my story. Hope you enjoy it, sorry for any mistakes. -Shanice* ------------------------------- Jermaine brought Michael's things over to my house, said hi to us and then he left. Michael and I walked into my room to have a little debate about who's sleeping on the floor. Michael:Nice room. *looks around* Is that me up there on your wall!? Me:No.... it's you and your brothers. I'm a fan, duh! Michael:Soo... are you just be-friending me for fame or what? Me:No... never, don't even think that. Michael:Okay, I believe you. Me:Anyway... word around my room is.... you're sleepin on the floor. Michael:No I'm not. You are. I'm a guest. *smirking* Me:Oh please, you aint no guest. You're over here 24/7 Michael:But I've never slept over here. Me:Same difference. Michael:I got an idea... lets both think of a number, then we'll call it out at the same time. Whoever's number is higher, gets the bed. Me:Alright. Bring it. Michael and I thought of our numbers, then he motioned the 3-second countdown with his fingers so we could call out our number. Michael&Me:...7! Me:What the hell, man? This isn't helping. Michael:How bout we both share the bed. Me:Ummm...... okay. I guess. Michael:Back to back, right? Me:Right. Um, I'm gonna change my clothes. Do you mind? Michael:*covers his eyes* Don't worry, I'm not gonna look. I took my pajamas out my drawer and put them on the bed. I tried zipping down my prom dress, but I was having a hard time. Ugh, why did the zipper have to be in the back on the dress? Me:Michael.. can you do me a quick favor? Michael:*un-covers his eyes*Depends on what it is. Me:Can you zip this down for me? Michael:Okay... Michael helped me out with my little dress problem, then my dress fell straight to the floor. Exposing my half naked body to him. I gasped and Michael stared in amazement, as I backed up into the wall, trying to cover myself with my bare hands. Me:Michael, stop looking at me! Michael:What? Oh, um, sorry. Me:*puts my hands on my hips, giving him the "look"* Michael:Why are you looking at me like that? Me:Because you didn't cover your eyes. Michael: I didn't know your dress was just going to fall like that! I was just as shocked as you were. Me:I didn't know either. *picks my dress up off the floor* Michael:..............*staring at my body* Me:Michael..........Michael!! Michael:Sorry! Again. Heyy, what's up? Me:*looking at the growing bulge in his pants*You tell me! Well, what's up, Mike? Oooh, don't answer that, I know the answer. You are!! Michael:Can you hurry up and put your clothes on, please? So this won't happen anymore.. Me:Okay... but you should get your PJs on too. I changed into my pajamas, and sat down on my bed as Michael was getting his PJs on. Michael:When I go home, I'm gonna kill Jermaine! Me:What did he do? Michael:Look what he put in here.. Me:....A condom!? Why'd he put that in there? Michael:He must've thought you and I were gonna... you know... do that thing people do. Me:That thing people do..? Michael, are you a virgin? Michael:Am I a virgin? How could you ask me that? Me:....Yep, you're a virgin! Michael:Yes, I am. But, you say it like it's a bad thing. Me:It isn't... I'm just... surprised. Michael:Why? Aren't you one too? Me:No.... Michael:You're not!? Aren't you 17 years old? How old were you when you lost in? How many times have you even done it!? Me:Gosh, Mike! Stop freakin' out! Well, I was 14 years old... and it was a mistake. But I only did it once! Michael:That's pretty young, Shanice..... Me:I know, I know. But I didn't want to, I was manipulated, and used. Michael:By who? Me:This guy I used to like.... Michael:Tell me what happened... Me:Well, I decided to finally tell him one day that I liked him. Then he told me that he loved me, but I didn't believe him. He said that he was telling the truth, and he wanted to show how much he loved me. And.... after school, we both went to his house... and...well, it happened. And after that whole day, he hasn't spoken me ever again. Michael:Wow. Me:Well, that's the story. Michael:How dare him? Shanice, you don't need anyone like that at all. You didn't even diserve to have that happen to you. How many people have you told? Me:Just you, I haven't spoken of it until now. Michael:But really, how dare him!? Sorry, I can't get over this. He's stupid to even do that to you. Why did you like him? He's an asshole. You need someone that would respect you, care for you, and actually love you because he feels the love he has for you, but not only because he just said so...*looks in my eyes* Someone who you can have endless conversations with you, someone who can make you laugh, or smile. Someone who's gonna be good to you, or even be the best you ever had. Because you diserve the best.... and I mean that. Me:You really think that, Mike? Michael:Yes, and don't say someone like that may be hard to find, because someone's out there. Me:Wow... I-I don't even know what to say. But, it's so strange.... how do you know what I need in a relationship? Michael:I don't know... wild guess. Me:Right........ well, I'm tired. Michael:Me too. Me:Um, forget about our evaluation. I'm gonna sleep on the floor, okay? Michael:You sure? Me:Yeah... Michael:Okay. Goodnight. Me:Goodnight. I set some sheets and blankets on the floor, and layed there for a while; thinking. I really might be falling for Michael, I think I already am... August 29th, 1980: Michael's Birthday.. Honestly, I thought this part sucked so hard. :( I hope you enjoyed it though.
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