MICHAEL POV

6 MONTHS LATER

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I fumble with the needle but it drops. I grumble and I pick it back up and I insert the needle. The yellow liquid slwoly goes through my veins. I lay down sighing dropping the needle. My phone rings and I answer it lazily.

"Hello?" I say.

"It's Ava. Michael you sound sick." She says worried.

"I'm fine."  I tell her.

"Oh thank the heavens." She said thoughtfully.

"So what's up?" I ask.

"Ah well I was wondering what I should wear for when we meet your parents." I say.

"Just wear something formal. They like classy. Not sexy. Though I don't think your sexiness can stop that easily." I say.

She giggles.

"Okay. I think I'm going to wear my pink skirt with-" She says not finishing.

"I want it to be a suprise." I say cutting her off because all she knows how to do it talk about clothes. And once she does she goes on and on about it.

"Fine." She says dissapointed a bit.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you more." She says.

"I love you most." I say.

"I love you tons." She says.

"I love you hundreds." I say.

"I love you. And if you say anymore then that I am gonna start talking about clothes." She says.

That shut me up.

"Mikey, sweetie? You sound horrible. Are you coming down with something?" She says concerned.

"No. I'm fine. I probably need some rest." I say.

"Okay. Then I better stop talking." She says.

"Yeah." I say.

"I wish I could sleep right next to you." She says.

"So you have changed your mind about having sex with me after our first anniversary?" I say jokingly.

"Yes, wait No- Maybe." She says unsure.

"I don't want to rush you." I say laughing a weak laugh.

I realized that the drugs have already kicked in.

"I better go take that rest you suggested." I say.

"Yeah." She says.

"Bye." I say.

"Bye." She says.

And we hang up.

I throw my legs on the bed and I look up at the ceiling thinking. I know taking drugs isn't exactly something ethical but it helps me feel relaxed and takes away my headache pains. Ever since the incident with the pepsi commercial my headaches have only been getting worse. The two things helping it are Ava and these drugs. For some reason whenever Ava is in my presence all my worries go away and all I see is her shining face laughing. Its like she had this power to make me do anything to please her. To make her happy. To make her mine. I hug my pillow sighing.

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I wake up to see two violet eyes 5 inches apart from my face staring at me innocently. I jump up and we bump foreheads. She falls down on her bottom holding her forehead with a pained look.

"Sorry Ava. You startled me." I say.

"It's fine." She says getting up.

I noticed her outfit and I was startled by her beauty in it.

She was wearing a tight pink skirt and a beige cardigain with a white jacket over it. She had a gold wrist watch (which I bought for her) and she was carrying a pink shoulder bag. Her shoes were white heels and her hair was out naturally curly. 

"You look beautiful." I say biting down on my bottom lip.

She blushes and digs her heel into my carpet.

"Thanks." She says.

She has much more makeup on the usual which makes me realize how nervous she must be. Trying to look her best so they can accept her.  I get off from the bed and I hug her. I look into her violet eyes.

"You are gonna be just fine. I swear Ava. They are gonna love you." I say smiling.

"Thanks. But I feel so out of place. Because all of your family is famous." She says looking back into my eyes.

"My parents aren't like that. They only care about your additude." I says smiling.

"Or if you believe in the devil." I mutter.

"What was that." She askes.

"Nothing." I say laughing.

She grabs my arm about to kiss me but then she stops. 

"I don't wanna taste your morning breath. So brush your teeth." she says gaging.

I sigh and I get into my bathroom.

After 5 minutes pass I hear Ava call my name.

"Yes?" I call.

"What is this?" She askes me as I poke my head out the bathroom.

I see her on my bed with my needle that I used last night in her hands. Oops.

"That is my- uh- er- medicine! My doctor told me I should take." I lie.

"It's for my headaches I told you about." I lie again.

"Oh. You never told me you took needles for it. It must be really bad." She says worried.

"I just didn't want to worry you about it." I tell her.

"Did you brush your teeth?" She askes me.

"Yup." I say.

"Now take a shower." She says.

"Okay, mom." I sigh.

After I finish taking a shower she is still on my bed but her eyes are closed and she is laying down.

"Are you awake?" I ask.

"Yeah." She says sitting up and opening her eyes.

I smirk. I rip off my towel and I stand there with my hands on my hips smiling.

"MICHAEL!" She gasp.

"How do you like it?" I ask proudly.

"This is so embarrasing." She says looking away.

I walk closer to her and she is peeking but hiding her head in the pillow.

"No! Don't come any closer." She yells.

I laugh.

"Okay. Okay." I say.

I open my dresser drawer and I whip out a pair of boxers. I put it on.

"It's okay for you to look now." I tell her.

"You aren't lying?" She askes.

"Not." I tell her.

She comes up from the pillow and looks at me. 

I walk up to her and I grab her shoulders and I kiss her.

We fall back on the bed kissing and we start giggling.

I kiss her all over as she giggles.

"You better stop or we will be late." She says as I give her small kisses.

"One more kiss?" I ask.

"Okay." She says.

I kiss her millions more times which she is okay about.  She pushes me away and looks at her watch.

"We only have an hour Michael!" She says.

"Then I should get ready."I say.

She leaves the room.

I finish dressing and I run down stairs.

I look in the kitchen and I see her sitting waiting for me.

"Well it took you long enough." She says.

She looks up from her newspaper and sucks in a breath.

She walks up to me and kisses me.

"I just love a man in a tie." She says.

I bite down on my bottom lips and I strike a sexy pose.

She laughs and kisses me more.

I let go of her and we head to the limo.

I found a new place where I can chillax with Ava. With no fans, no media, nothing. just us.

When we get into the car I tell the driver to step on it.