*Marilyn's Point Of View *

"Michael? wh-what are you doing out late?", I asked in complete confusion. He scratches the back of his neck. "H-hey Marilyn I...need to ask y-you something ok?",  His  shaken nervous voice scared me a little. Something is up he never stutters. "Uhh yeah Michael?", He sucks in some air. "Can I-I...uhh, this is embarrassing, Can I stay the night here?, I'll explain why, I don't have any last minute place to stay, you were the first that came to mind please Marilyn please?", he said with sorrow in his voice. He was nearly tearing up. "Uhh I don't know,my mother is sleep just come in but be quite please", He did as I asked and followed me to my room. "Michael my room is small so we kinda gotta share the bed or I'll sleep on the coach because I don't have key to the extra bedroom", "Uhh ok that's fine, thanks so much thank you may I take a shower please?", "yeah my bathroom is on the left of my room", He smiles. "Ok thanks", He takes his boxers and walks out and comes back. "I need a towel and washcloth please? ", "Oh ok sorry ha-ha", I walk in the bathroom and handed him a towel and washcloth and a new bar of soap. "There you go", "Thank you ",He walks out. wow who ever thought Michael or any boy would be secretly staying the night?. 30 minutes later Michael comes back. I see a little bit of his figure by the streaming light coming from my bathroom. He has a towel around his neck with his  boxers and pj pants on but No shirt. "Uhh sorry I thought I had my shirt with me",  "Uhh *clears throat*... it's o-ok", Marilyn get it together this not your first time seeing a boy shirtless, I reminded myself. "So why are you here Michael?", I say trying to distract my mind. He explains why and I sit in awe. "That's crazy I hope your mom is ok", "Yeah I hope so to I'll be right back. Once he leaves I realize we were talking in the dark. I get up an switched on my lamp. Michael walks back in with in a sleeve shirt. I look down at myself because im wearing a black tank top and snoopy shorts. "Michael? aren't you hot with that on?",  "Uhh no I'm good", He gave me an uneasy smile. "Michael you are a terrible liar you can tell the truth please I'm not gonna hurt you", He looks down for a second than back up at me.....
*Michael's Point Of View *

I really didn't think this through. I knew she would suspect and I cant lie to her.I don't know what am I gonna do. I look back at her and sit on her bed. She just watching me, well I might as well spill she is letting me stay the night, "Uhh I-I... My vitiligo has gotten worst and honestly I am ashamed of my skin. I'm almost completely white I wear this to hide my blotches...", She looked at me with sympathy in her eye's. "Michael why are you hiding? You are beautiful your imperfections are golden, so what you don't look like everyone else? They have a word for that it's called unique", Her words made me feel special. My mother is the only one who has ever told me this. Hearing it from someone who actually doesn't have to say it makes me feel whole. "Thank-you Marilyn really I needed that",  "no problem hey I have stretch mark's alot of people used to pick at me saying i'm too small to have stretch mark's and well I have them!", She beamed out kicking her leg's out. I chuckle.  " You are right and I think yours are cool", "Well thankyou do you want a shirt or T-shirt?", He laughs shaking his head."I doubt I can wear your clothes so no thanks I'll just keep this on, I have a question?", she playfully puts her hand on her hip."Really? Another one? I'm just kidding, what is it?", "Why when I compliment you, you look the other way to smile?", She stays quiet for a second and looks down. I walk to her and lift her chin up slowly with my finger. She avoids eye contact. "I-I..umm I don't know well, Yes I do kinda, most guys that compliment me make it into a joke and when they do mean it I just look away to smile to save myself from getting my hopes up only to get them knocked down", She looked at me then past me. "Marilyn why be  so insecure when you have so much to offer, I know your past hinders you but don't let it, And if this means anything my compliments are real no joke ,I can tell you in a million ways how special you are just let me do that, can I do that for you?", She looks at me confused. "What are you saying?", I take in a breath. "Marilyn I'm saying get out of that shell, And let me help you do it", She gives a slight smile. "Ok Michael ", I look at her. I feel weird like a weight has been lifted.  I feel closer to her now. I look at her then those pink lips of hers then back at her. Michael calm yourself you only known her for a week I think to myself well, technically a few year's since we basically grew up together. "Michael?", I shake my head and looked at her. "uhh yeah, sorry", She stands up."It's ok it's getting late we should get some sleep", "Yeah ok", she gets in the bed and cuts off the lamp. I slowly climb in next to her good thing her bed is big enough for us. "Good night Michael " , "Goodnight and sweet dreams Marilyn", I turn my back against hers and try to fall asleep. I can't I have  too much on my mind. Plus I'm sleeping next to my bestfriend. Oh yeah I consider Marilyn as my bestfriend because she is a good friend. But I just can't sleep. My mind is boggled. I'm worried about my mom and what happened to Joseph and who was that lady. I don't think Marilyn is sleep either. "Marilyn?",  "Yes Michael?", "I can't sleep", She laughs a little.  "Me neither", "Well do you wanna play a game?, "Uhh I don't have any games ", We turn around to face each other then she turns on the lamp. "We can make up one?", I said smiling wider.  "Ha-ha ok, what game?", "Uhh are you ticklish?",  "Uhh yeah why?", "So am I  well we can play 20 quetions, who ever lies gets tickled to death", She shakes her head giggling."ha-ha ok!", She tried not to giggle as I start asking random questions. I do the same  "Do you have a crush on anyone? " ,I stop laughing and think about The question. "Uhh no not really", She nods. " I don't blame you  saving your heart from pain", I strug. "Yeah I guess", It was silent for a moment. Then  I grab her waist and tickled her. She giggles uncontrollably and starts kicking. "Mich-Michael stop ha-ha-ha please...please", "ha-ha ok ok I'll stop", She sighs happily. "thank-you for everything. Michael you show me not all boys are idiot's", "ha-ha no problem", "I mean it Michael", Her stare is so intense. It's she is looking right through me. "I know and I mean every word I have said too Marilyn", She looks at her wall clock  "We better get some rest, night Michael","Aright goodnight", She turns with her back facing me and I lay on my stomach...
*Marilyn's Point Of View *

I slept great last night. It was weird having Michael next to me though. I wake up and see him with his shirt off. I look at his brown blotches. I watch his chest go up and down while he is  sound asleep. It's too cute. I get up and walk in the hallway to my mom's room. And she is gone I go to the kitchen and see this note on the fridge "I  got a called from the hospital so Ill be working late tonight", Well that's good I guess Michael can't get caught now. I decide to make us breakfast. I grab some frozen waffles from the freezer and put them in toaster. Grab the orange juice from the fridge and poured us each a glass. Then took out The syrup and picked out some strawberries. I set the waffles and strawberries on two plates and walked back to my room. I see Michael stretching. He looks at me then at his chest. "Sorry I got hot","It's ok, But I told you, Uhh can I look at them?", "At what?", "The spots", "Oh uhh ok?", I walked over to him and trace my hands on his chest, back and hands. "Wow they are beautiful", "Not really I think I'm going to  get depigmetation surgery ", I look up at him. "Oh cool, I fixed breakfast, Do you want to eat?", "Wait is your mom here?", He said putting on his shirt. I shake my head."No", "oh well ok then", After breakfast we took showers and got ready for today. Michael called his mom she is at a hotel apparently his dad had been cheating. They are getting a divorce. He asked to stay until next week. I said Yes...
*Next Friday Michael's POV *

Over the past week I've been secretly staying with Marilyn. Which has worked out well since her mother leaves early and comes home late. My mother saids the divorce will be final sunday. I'm sad but mom needed to get away. So our house is getting remodeled and Marilyn and have gotten closer. I think tgis is as close as we can get. She is a really good friend and no I don't try anything while I sleep with her. Not saying I don't want to. I get up and check the time. It's 6am. I gotta get ready for school. I look through my suite case and find a green flannel shirt, black pants, And loafers, and of course a pair of boxers. I go take a shower. I get out 15 minutes later. I wrap the towel around my waist. As soon as I turned around to get my toothbrush from Marilyn's room, I bump into Marilyn. She had a bra and skinnies on. "Oh God!, Michael I'm sorry!", She said covering her eye's then herself, "Uhh I'm sorry too",  I walk back to the bathroom and put back on my clothes. *3hours later Marilyn POV*

"Yes for the last time he saw me in a bra what's the big deal", I explained for the millionth time. "girl this is major you are so lucky he is so hot and nice and respectable he tried nothing?", "nope not a thing", I hope that's a good thing plus I am his friend, The bell rings and we head to our classes. I was stopped in the hallway by Evelyn. Oh God what now?, "Can we talk? I need a favor ", "uhh I guess....what is it?", "I need you to help me get Michael back" , For some reason my heart dropped. I don't know why. It's Michael. He is my friend so why do I feel biased about that question I like as a friend. Don't I?....

......To Be Continued......