A/N... I have stitches on my finger now. Just thought I'd tell ya. What happens to Michael in this story is what happened to me. Here are the pic of before and after stitches and with the splint. WARNING: GRUESOME.

ok, leggo
MICHAELS POV
I look over at my best friend who just so happens to be laying in bed beside me. He asked me to not wake him up early, so I decide to walk through the house to the living room. Mr. Heere is peeling off wallpaper and I decide to help. I walk over to him and he looks at me and hands mrs butter knife as he pull another knife out of his pocket. I get started peeling wallpaper. I peel one almost perfect strip that ends right at the top of the wall. I for some reason get the idea to try and be independent and jump to get it. On the way up, I feel my pinky finger come in contact with the cold, hard wall. Mr.Heere looks at me and I hold my fist and say " I PUNCHED THE DAG- BURN WALL" and he starts laughing and just moves on. He says " come over here and help me get this  last strip" I go over there and start to pull it off when he mutters " oh. My. God. " I say what, and the stinging in my fist becomes more powerful by the minute. I look at it and see that I have a pretty bad cut on my pinky. He looks at it for a couple more minutes before he says " go text your mother and I'll wake Jeremy up. " I pick my phone up off the floor and take a picture of the cut and send it to my mother and tell her that I somehow hurt my self. She calls me and the first thing she asks me is " What'd you do to their wall and do I have to pay for it ?" I rolled my eyes and said " I didn't do anything to their wall, and I hear Jeremy and Mr. Heere snicker from the bottom of the steps. I roll my eyes as mom asks if it's gonna need stitches. I ask Mr. Heere and he say most definitely. I tell mom and she sighs and says " alright. Meet me at BP.
we drive there and Jeremy decides to come with me to the ER. Mom pulls in and let's us get in the car, me in the back seat, Jeremy in the front. When we get there, I repeat my story four times to four different nurses and I get three stitches. We go back to my house, and I kind of plop on my bed as Jeremy does the same beside me. He says " No more home improvement for you" and we both laugh a little before he wraps his arm around me and pulls me closer to him. I look in his eyes and say" Jeremy, will you be my boyfriend? " and he says " Of course I will" and he plants a small kiss in my lips. We both fall asleep, not caring that it's only 10 AM