I don't own summerland or its hot and sexy characters (e.g. Bradin. I saw Jesse in concert and he was sooo good plus I saw him at luna park and I touched him, I touched his back! Awwww how cute.)

Georgiaum- I did meet with thee at k's party and what a charming time thee had you LiL hottie.

"Do you think I should wake him?"

"I guess. He probably wants to go see Michelle. It's already twelve thirty."

Johnny and Jay were standing by Bradins door.

"Wake him up quietly."

As Johnny started for the door Derrick shot past him phone in hand."

"Wake up, someone's on the phone for you," he yelled at Bradin.

Bradin groaned. "Who is it?"

"Umm, I think its Michelle."

Bradin shot up. "Give me the phone."

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Alright. I'm home now," she replied.

"Good. I was really worried about you."

"Bradin, I was wondering if you want to come over to my place, maybe we could watch a DVD or something."

"Sure, I'd love to. Does this mean you fully forgive me for whatever I don't know I did," he questioned.

"Not yet, not for a while. But I don't hate you anymore." She laughed a little bit.

"That's nice to know," he said trying to hold back a huge smile.

"I'll be round in an hour, if that's okay."

"See you then."

"Bye," he said, putting down the phone.

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Michelle heard the doorbell chime. She'd come to hate that noise, she was even slightly afraid of it. How could you know who was on the other side of the door, and what they could do to you?

She heard her mum open the door. "Michelle, Bradins here," she called.

"I'm in the lounge room," she called back.

A few moments later Bradin entered the room. He was holding a bunch of roses and smiling.

"Sorry I didn't come by earlier, my alarm broke," he said, handing her the flowers and leaning in to hug her. Reluctantly she hugged him back, feeling a bit under pressure.

"Don't sweat it. I needed a bit of quiet anyway," she replied, trying to smile.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked. She was off-colour and looked pretty traumatized.

"I'm fine," she sighed. "Just a bit upset. Now lets watch a movie. There's some DVDs over in the cupboard."

"I'm happy with whatever if it's not a soppy, romantic comedy."

He walked over to choose a movie and put it in the player.

They sat awkwardly in silence, not really paying attention to the DVD. About half an hour in they were both fed up of the silence.

"How about we go get something to eat," suggested Michelle.

Bradin nodded and he followed her into the kitchen.

They sat down at the dining room table with a plate of biscuits.

"I can't thankyou enough for what you did for me yesterday, especially after I was such a bitch to you about you know." Bradin just smiled weakly. "I'm really sorry too."

Bradin continued to look at her, his piercing green eyes melting holes through her. "It's okay, lets change the subject now."

"Wwait," she blurted out. "I was thinking, maybe if you promise not to hurt me again," his face lit up, "we could pickup where we left off. But promise me."

Bradin kneeled down at her feet and began singing Take Your Sweet Time by Jesse McCartney who happened to be Michelle's favourite singer and distantly related to Bradin). She giggled as he continued to serenade her, and finally reached in to kiss her.

After a few seconds she pulled away to Bradins disappointment.

"Seriously Bradin, promise me."

"I promise, that as long as you love me, I will never hurt you on purpose," he said, staring her in the eyes. "How was that?"

"I think it'll do. But now promise me you'll never lie."

"I promise," he groaned.

"And promise me you'll never lie about not lying," she said cheekily. Bradin just raised his eyebrows, which caused her to laugh even harder.

He jumped at her and began tickling her. "Ouch," she yelped as he ran his hand hard across her stomach. She lifted up her T-shirt a little to reveal a huge cut, which had started freshly bleeding.

"Oh my god, sorry," he said as he jumped up to get a wet cloth.

"Are you okay?" he asked apologetically as he handed her the cloth.

"Yeah I'm fine," she said, shaking slightly at the thought of the day before.

"Look, I'm pretty tired, how about you head home now." Bradin looked slightly disappointed.

"On the other hand you could stay the night," she suggested as he perked up.

"If it's okay."

"It'll be fine. I'll be happy to have someone to keep me safe."

Bradin dashed home to get some fresh clothes.

The two spent the rest of the night curled up on the couch playing Monopoly, watching TV and playing 500 (pj SGHS).

As Michelle watched Bradin drift off to sleep on the opposite couch, she thought that maybe and very likely she could be finally happy. Truly, genuinely happy. Bad things often brought out the best in people after all, and now she knew she loved Bradin with all her heart.

SERIOUS CHEESINESS ALERT above and no that's not the end forever though it seems cheesy enough to be. Review review review. I've decided that if I don't get like 8+ reviews for that chap I'm not going to update for a long long time.

Now I'm thinking of a new complication so give me inspiration, give me ideas PLEASE (and review;) )

Byebye, once again I am going to drift off to sleep, just like Bradin, in the arms of Jesse McCartney, serious, saddening, depressing doubt of that.

Farewell Amigos (review)