When I woke up at 8:58 on Tuesday morning, obviously late for my first period of the day, with none other than Michael Clifford's arms wrapped around my waist I panicked. But then the memories of the night before rushed through my head. The rocks on my window, the climbing through said window, the confession, the drunken kiss. Everything. I didn't know what to do, so I stayed completely still until he finally stirred. His eyes opened slightly, squinting at the bright light of the sun that was seeping through the white curtains of my bedroom. Michael grumbled, burrowing his face into my back and tightened his arms around my waist. I tried to wiggle out of his tight grip without waking him but failed miserably.
"Adeline," he muttered into my …show more content…
It was the third period, which meant Michael and I had art together. He smirked as he wrapped an arm around my body, pressing his soft lips against my temple. People from inside the classes watched us through the window, eyes wide and jaw-slacked. I guess no one thought that neither Michael or I could actually get into a relationship with one another. I smirked and stopped, wanting to put on a slight show for them as they continued to stare at the two of us. Michael seemed slightly confused as I stood there and wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with the hair that sat on the nape of it. He looked over to the student filled classroom that seemed to have all their attention on us, and smirked, understanding what I was doing. He pressed his lips against mine roughly, and I kissed back just as hard. My fingers continued to play with the hairs at the nape of his neck as his hands roamed my body like it was new territory, which to him, it was. His hands eventually found their way to my breasts, cupping the right one and massaging it lightly with his fingers over my bra.
"Michael Clifford and Adeline Dempsey please report to the principals office immediately," a slightly nasally voice rang through the parking lot as Michael and I continued to make out. We separated after a few seconds, catching our breath lightly before I pulled him into the school to the principals office. I had spent a lot of time in here, and from what I remember, so has Michael, so it wasn't a foreign
"Adeline," he muttered into my …show more content…
It was the third period, which meant Michael and I had art together. He smirked as he wrapped an arm around my body, pressing his soft lips against my temple. People from inside the classes watched us through the window, eyes wide and jaw-slacked. I guess no one thought that neither Michael or I could actually get into a relationship with one another. I smirked and stopped, wanting to put on a slight show for them as they continued to stare at the two of us. Michael seemed slightly confused as I stood there and wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with the hair that sat on the nape of it. He looked over to the student filled classroom that seemed to have all their attention on us, and smirked, understanding what I was doing. He pressed his lips against mine roughly, and I kissed back just as hard. My fingers continued to play with the hairs at the nape of his neck as his hands roamed my body like it was new territory, which to him, it was. His hands eventually found their way to my breasts, cupping the right one and massaging it lightly with his fingers over my bra.
"Michael Clifford and Adeline Dempsey please report to the principals office immediately," a slightly nasally voice rang through the parking lot as Michael and I continued to make out. We separated after a few seconds, catching our breath lightly before I pulled him into the school to the principals office. I had spent a lot of time in here, and from what I remember, so has Michael, so it wasn't a foreign