TO ALL MY READERS/REVIEWERS: I am soo sorry that its been 6 months since I've updated. See, I got this bf a few days after I updated chapter 14 and I just got sidetracked all the time. Now, we're broken up and it was a really bad break up... BUT! I'm OVER HIM now! So, I WILL be finishing this story and I WILL be updating more now. Just thought you all deserved an explanation! I LOVE YOU GUYS! HOPEFULLY YOU STILL READ AND REVIEW!

Chapter Fifteen

When I woke the next morning the girls were still all asleep. I didn't feel like kicking them out before I left, so I just wrote them a note about where I would be so they could read it when they got up.

I took a quick shower, did my hair and got into a cute outfit. I looked in the mirror. I was wearing my favorite pink tee that Michael loved on me and my hip hugger jeans. I looked in my closet for some shoes to wear and I found my pink converse shoes. I grabbed my keys and headed towards the door.

5 minutes later, I was nearing Michael's house with no idea of how I could make things up to him. I pulled up to his house and parked in the street. "Okay, DeLuca. Think!" What could I do that would make him forgive me?

I decided that I was going to climb through his window and beg him to forgive me, plead with him until he did! I thought it was a pretty good idea... until I realised he was on the second story... Good thing there was a huge tree that was right by his window. All I needed to do was climb that and then get into his room somehow. Would he open the window for me if I couldn't do it myself?

I sighed and started to climb up the tree. It was harder than I thought it would be. That, and it was a long way up. About 10 minutes later, I was at his window, trying to figure out how to open his window. I saw him sleeping in his bed. He looked so cute, so peaceful, so-

"Hey!" My heart jumped and my head snapped to the ground, causing me to grab onto the tree. I felt myself falling. I looked down to see Alex. "What are you doing up there?"

"Trying not to die, Alex! Geez, why not give me a heart attack!" I yelled down to him.

"What are you doing here, Maria?" I looked toward the window where a very cranky, but very sexy shirtless, Michael stood. He had a scowl on his beautiful face. God, I just wanted to- "Well? What are you doing?"

I tried to sit back up, but I started to slip again so I just held on for dear life. "Michael, I was here to apologize to you, but now I see how stupid it was to climb up here. I'm really, REALLY afraid of heights and Alex just scared the life out of me so I can't move now. I'd really like to get down now. Oh, please! One of you help me!" I rambled on and on. I felt the branch bend more to the ground and I let out a small squeal. "Michael, help me!" I whined.

I felt arms go around me. "I am, Maria, just stop your whining," he grunted and I felt myself being pulled inside his room.

I clung to him. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I kissed his face all over, but suddenly stopped when I realised he was probably still mad at me. I muttered a 'sorry' and stepped back. I looked back out his window and yelled down to Alex. "You don't have to worry, Al, I'm alive!"

He grinned up at me from his yard. "I knew you would make it, Maria!" He waved and I waved before turning back to Michael.

He was just looking at me, arms crossed. "So, what are you doing here? I thought you were mad at me."

I sighed and sat on his bed. "Michael, I don't know why you wouldn't listen to me last night! I mean, Billy was leaving. The only reason he was there was to apologize and tell me he was backing off. I can handle myself!"

"You know what, Maria? You're right. You can handle yourself," Michael said and then knelt in front of me. "I know that you can, but I'm allowed to defend my girlfriend. I didn't know what was going on and I was so filled with hatred and anger toward Billy for how he's always treated you. I'm sorry that it went that far, but I was only looking out for you."

I smiled and placed my hands on his shoulders. "I know you were, and I love you for it, but you didn't need to do all that you did," I said and he looked at me in shock. "What? What is it?"

"Did...did you just say...that you...love me?" he stuttered out and I looked at him confused.

I analysed in my head what I had said and I surely did say I loved him. "Yeah, I guess I did. I love you, Michael," I said and smiled.

He gave me a huge smile and crushed me to him. He pulled back only to kiss me, long and hard. Once we needed air again he gasped and said, "I love you, too, Maria. So much."

We stood up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up, holding me as close as possible. We were happy again.

"Michael! Are you up yet?" A voice yelled and the door handle jiggled...

UH OH! CLIFFY! Again, I'm soooooo sorry it's been so long! Stupid boyfriends prevented me from writing stories, but I'm back now! REVIEW!