After Maria and I got home we flopped on the couch and I made my BBQ chips and popcorn. We turned on the Conjuring.

"SHIT!" Maria shrieks when the doorbell rings. My eyes become wide as tennis balls. It's 9:58pm, it's dark out, who's knocking at my door?

It takes me a few seconds to get some courage to open up the door. I slowly walk to the door with Maria standing right behind me with a knife in her hand. I give her a 'are you serious' look.

"If it's demons at the door, do you think they'll go away from a knife? I mean they'll take over you," I whisper. She shrugs and pushes me closer to the door.

"Actually you're the first one, they'd take you first and that gives me enough time to runaway." She smiles.

"You're a horrible friend, you know that?"

"Yes I do, thanks," She smiles, "Now open the goddamn door."

I slowly open the door to see Michael.

"Damn I was looking forward to it being a demon," Maria whines.

"It is," I mutter, which causes Maria to laugh.

"Nice to see you too," Michael says acting hurt.

"What do you want?"

"Can I come In? It's freezing."

"Don't let him, Kayla. He could be a demon, a demon could've taken over Michael's body," Maria says shaking her head.

"She's right," I say pointing to Maria with my thumb.

"If I was a demon would I do this?" He smiles.

"Wha-?" I get cut off by him bear hugging me, "Demons hug people too."

"Whatever, can I come in now?" He smiles, breaking the hug.

I shake my head, "My parents won't allow that."

"Come on, they won't know I'm here. Where's your dad?"

"Work."

"Okay, when does he get off?"

"10:30."

"Okay, see your mother is asleep, dads at work. Works out perfectly. Can I come in though, it's cold?"

"Yeah, sure," I roll my eyes.

He comes in and sits on the couch between Maria and I.

"What're we watching?" He asks.

"Conjuring."

"Ooo if you get scared I'll cuddle with you," He laughs, but stops once he figures out he's the only one laughing.

Maria turns the movie back on and sits down. She gives Michael and I a cover and one for herself. Michael throws the cover over both our legs and scoots towards me.

During the middle of the movie I was getting tired. But I then feel something rubbing my right thigh. Slowly. I look to my right to see Michael sitting there watching tv, and rubbing my thigh.

"Don't touch me," I said grabbing is hand. But he kept it there. He scoots closer to me and keeps rubbing my thigh. I get up feeling uncomfortable.

"No please stay. I'm sorry," He pleads as he grabbed my hand and sat me back down.

I look at him and sigh, "I have to use the bathroom."

Instead of using the bathroom I walk upstairs and into my bedroom. I text Maria and tell her to make sure Michael goes home before 10:30.

At around 10:20 someone, knocks on my door. I get up to open it, with my eyes still full of tiresome, I can barely see who it is.

"I figured you didn't go to the bathroom," Michael chuckles. So it's Michael.

"I got sleepy," I yawn. I was about to close the door when he pushes it wider. He walks up closer to me and stays there for a while.

Me, falling asleep while standing up, has no idea what's about to happen. But then I feel a pair of lips crash onto mine. My eyes widen and I sit there, not moving.

"Kiss me," Michael whispers against my lips. But still, I don't kiss him back, "Kiss me back dammit."

"No," I sigh. He steps back and looks at me, "I can't..."

"Why not?" He asks, he sounds sad.

"Let's," I sigh, "Let's just be friends."

"I wanna be more than friends," he grunts, with his eyes shut.

"Good friends? Just good friends?"

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“In spite of everything that happened, I still believe people are good at heart.”

~Anne Frank

                  ~ The End~
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[A/N Guys the story is finally over I've been writing this story since what, last year maybe? Idk but I had a blast reading everyone's comments and such.

Thank you all for reading, I love you all.

Also check out my new story 'Michael Jackson's: A Christmas Carol'!

Thank you again everyone I had the best time writing this. :)]

Ps: ignore mistakes!