The one for me ? (Michael Afton x reader)

chapter 30- camp! (day one)

He lowered himself and gently pecked her forehead. Michaels face reddened. He exhaled and walked to the door once more, this time feeling that familiar flutter in his heart.

He didn't regret that.

Back to you!

'Oh well..I'll never know for sure what happened." I huffed and sunk back on the leather seat. Michael came back and opened the door. He looked at my face.

"You okay?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. I felt better than yesterday..so yes?

"Yea i'm fine. Anyways..what happened after the movie?" I gave him a side glance while putting on my seat belt. Michaels face had a funny look. His cheeks were a light pink and his eyes were widened.

"Uh..you fell asleep" He cleared his throat and started the car. 

"Well yea..but..I woke up in my bed" I looked at Michael with a puzzled look. He had both of his hands on the steering wheel. 

"You- uh- you fell asleep..and uh- you said you were going to bed..sooo uh yea" Michael nodded and started to drive. His posture was a bit tense, as if he was nervous. 

"Mm okay.. how did you sleep?" I knew he was hiding something but I brushed it off. Michael exhaled.

"I slept alright. Except Evan was doing something during the night. I'm not sure what, but I would see flashes of light here and there. I wanted to tell him to go to sleep but honestly, I just sorta let him do whatever." Michael explained. His posture now relaxed and one of his hands were on the wheel. I knew that this was his normal pose.

I smiled.

" What do you think we'll do during camp?" I asked.

"I'm not really concerned about that..I'm mostly looking forward to sleeping in the same room as you" Michael sent a wink my way. I gasped at his comment. I buried my face with my hands and laughed. Michael joined in. His deep laughter echoed through the car. His voice had that sick/deep tone. It's as if he had an annoyed or bored expression when he spoke to people. 

I didn't just drawl on about his voice. No. 

I exhaled and looked above my hands. We were nearly at our school. 

I slumped back on the seat and looked out the window.  It was a really nice day. Michael slowed down and parked nearby. I cleared my throat and opened my seat belt. Opening the door, the wind finally had the opportunity to wack me in the face.

My nose felt cold but I ignored it. Walking to the trunk of the car, Michael got both of our suitcases out. He was wearing a sweater and some normal pants. I mean, so was I. He set my suitcase down with a thud and closed the trunks lid. 

"Ready to go?" Michael got his suitcase. I pulled the pole to drag my suitcase. I nodded. The wind twirled my hair in all different directions. I take a look at Michaels hair. It looked flawless. It bounced with each step he took. His side profile was a different story. His face had that annoyed expression, matching his voice. His adams apple was pretty visible. I swallowed and walked with him. I can't look at him anymore. This strange feeling suddenly takes over me. I don't know what it is..but it just..overtakes me.

I think I looked worried. I mean I didn't feel worried. Maybe I was a bit. I mean I have no idea what's going to happen, and that suspense isn't comforting. I felt a warm grasp on my freezing fingers. I look at my hand and see Michaels own intertwined with mine. I look at Michael. He was looking straight ahead with a tint of red on his face. I smiled. 

"Very sly Michael" I shot him a side glance with a smirk. He looked back at me with a smile. I squeezed his hand. It was really warm. It felt great, being with him.