Chapter 10

Our lips remain connected as the kiss slows down. Michael then pulls away, biting my lip. Through all of this, I moan loudly and Michael smirks.

"Is it getting hot in here?" He swings off his shirt to reveal the most amazing abs I've ever seen.

"Uh, yeah.." I say.

I lean in to kiss him again, but he attacks my neck, licking and sucking on the crook. It creates a love bite.

My hand flies to it once he pulls away.

Michael bites his lip and stares at me, all of me. He squeezes my thighs and kisses my chest. It all feels so good.

"You must hate your boyfriend," he whispers after nibbling my right ear.

I gasp as I remember I'm in a relationship that is basically hanging by a thread.

I look over and Michael is fast asleep. I breath a sigh of relief, as I was worried he would force me to go too far.

I lay awake and think about this "Love Triangle." If Mark finds out that I've slept with Michael, we are over instantly. I don't know what I'm going to tell my parents if this happens.

I feel hot breath on my ear.

"Bella.. ooh yeah," he whispers.

I'm suddenly very uncomfortable and I don't know why I would ever invite Michael to sleep with me. Its not because I like him.

Because I don't.

I look to the clock and see that its 4:06. Tomorrow my classes resume. I shut my red eyes and finally drift off to sleep, Michael clutching my waist.

The next morning, I wake up and Michael has his face nuzzled in my neck. He's still holding my waist so I can't break free without waking him.

I move my arms to his to unclasp them from my waist, but all he does is hold me tighter.

"Michael, please let me go." I whisper.

His eyes flutter open and smirks when he sees me.

"No.." he says.

"Look, I have classes in an hour and I cannot be late. The professors are strict."

He rolls his eyes and let's me free.

"Thank you." I say.

"Sleep well?"

No. Of course not. I was up all night thinking about you and my actual boyfriend whom I'm currently cheating on.

"Yes," I lie.

I go to my wardrobe and realize that Michael bought me a new one, and chucked all my other clothes away.

"Oh no.."

Michael laughs.

"You'll look better babe."

I roll my eyes and pick a black pencil skirt and a green blouse.

I unbutton my pajamas and slip the pencil skirt on. And I feel eyes watching me. I turn around and Michael is staring.

"Michael, turn around!" I hiss.

He holds his hands up. "Fine, fine."

He turns around and I put on a bra and my new blouse. I finally slip on Toms.

"Okay." I say.

He looks at me and gets up from the bed, revealing that he's only in his boxers. When did that happen?

He walks over to me and pins me against the wall. I feel more exposed than ever, but I don't have any other clothes to go in unless I wear my pajamas.

"I have to leave. I refuse to be late." I say curtly.

"See you later babe.."

Then he dives in for a kiss that I have no choice but to accept. Who can resist Michael Jackson's lips?

I push him away when it gets too passionate.

I look at him again nervously before grabbing my bookbag and walking out of the front door.

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Is it getting good guys? Any ideas? What do you think will happen?
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