I woke up and I realized I was laying in a bed, but it wasn't my bed. Then, I smelled cologne. It was strong, but the fragrance was very sweet. Maybe Old Spice? I wasn't sure, but it smelled so good. I cuddled up to one of the pillows and yawned widely.
I heard a soft knock at the door.
''Come in!''
''Morning!'' Michael grinned, his white teeth sparkling.
''Morning. Thanks for putting me in your bed... I would've taken the couch.''
''Oh, please, you're a guest! No guest of mine is going to sleep on the lousy couch!'' he disagreed, sitting beside me.
''I'm still so tired. I woke up late last night. I- had a nightmare.''
''About what?''
''My dad. Him and that guy that shot me.''
''You should've come and got me. I would've stayed up with you. Or at least got you some tea or something.''
''I didn't want to wake you up. You looked so cute when you were sleeping... I just couldn't.''
''You- think I looked cute asleep?'' Michael blushed.
''Yeah, you did. You're cute, Michael.'' I admitted, gently holding up a hand to stroke his cheek. I shouldn't have. I know I shouldn't have... but he was so sweet and so cute. I just had to. I leaned in closer. Michael had his hand on my waist now. Our lips were so close to touching and I could almost count his eyelashes. Suddenly, our lips met. At first, the kiss was soft and sweet, but then Michael became passionate and fiery. Then, I pulled away. This caused Michael to give me his adorable why-did-you-stop face.
''Mmm... oh, Michael. I wish I could.'' I breathed, snuggling my face into his neck and slipping my hand inside his button up shirt.
''Why can't you? I'm not asking you to have sex with me. I- I don't want that right now. I want to wait until I'm married.''
''I know, Michael. I wish I could stay here forever with you, just talking or kissing. The truth is... I have a boyfriend and I just can't do this to him.''
''Oh, I see. Thanks for being honest. I appreciate it.'' He sighed, letting me go.
''Michael, I'm really sorry. I honestly am. I never meant to hurt you, it's not like I ever thought I would be falling for you and that you would like me back.''
''You... you didn't hurt me. I just wasn't expecting this. I was- am more then falling for you, Alyssa. This feeling is indescribable. I have NEVER felt this way about anyone.''
''I am so sorry, I did hurt you. Maybe I should just go-''
''No! Please? Then you will be hurting me! I don't even know how I'll make it through going home again and not seeing you! Now that I've met you, Aly... I can't imagine life without you.'' He breathed softly, turning and waking to the window and staring out into the greek lndscape.
It was a LOT to take in.
''I don't think it will be any easier for me... I feel like I can trust you. I know I can tell you things that I can't tell Matt. I want to talk to you, and see you and just be around you, Michael, please look at me.'' I begged, getting closer. I knew I hurt him. I just knew it. He didn't turn to face me. He just stared out the window.
''Please.'' I whispered, feeling tears welling up. Ugh. What I wouldn't give to wrap his curly hair around my fingers, pull his face towards mine, kiss him and hold him and tell him it will be alright. Tell him I'll stay with him instead of Matt. But I can't.
Gently, I made my way toward him and reached out a hand to grab his. It was warm and big. My hand felt so safe and secure in his. His face turned towards mine and I saw the pain and sadness in his beautiful brown eyes. A single tear rolled down his cheek and he closed his eyes.
''I'm sorry. I should've told you.'' I admitted.
''Don't be. I'll be alright.''
''Okay, if you're sure. I promise that when I leave we'll keep in contact.''
''Yeah, you can call me anytime. If I'm going to be busy or whatever, I'll let you know. It woud be nice of you to visit once in a while too.'' He was so quiet.
''I'd like that.'' I nodded, still holding his hand. For a moment, I let go and wrapped my arms around his body. He felt so strong, but I knew he was trying not to break up inside. He held me so tight before letting go.
''So, are we going to do some exploring, or what?'' He smirked, trying not to cry.
''Actually, I was hoping we could go back to that little Cafe and get some food... I'm hungry.''
''Sure.'' He shrugged.
''Before we go... do you have any clothes I can wear? These clothes smell weird and I didn't bring a spare change of clothes with me.''
''They don't smell weird to me, but okay. They'll be really big on you.'' He cautioned me.
''That's fine. I used to wear my older brother's ginormous hoodies and stuff when I was little. It's no big deal.''
''Okay, Let me see.'' I watched Michael head over to the giant oak wardrobe to the side of the bed.
''Holy crap, I didn't even see that! Jesus, is Narnia in there?'' I gasped.
''Ha ha... Narnia? Nope, just Emerald City.''
''From The Wiz? Well, my dear Scarecrow, would you mind if we ease on down the road?'' I joked.
''I would, but I'm afraid we might never get back. Since Dorothy took those darn shoes, we have no way of getting back.''
''We could always go on an epic journey to get them back!''
''That's magical. What would that be called?''
''Hmm... The Scarecrow, Green Eyes and Ruby Shoes... or make it simple and call it Epic Journey.''
''Ha. You're funny.'' I heard him giggle softly. Within moments after that he turned towards me with a white jacket and a white undershirt with black pants.
''No way! Is this... wow! Is this the shirt you wore for Come Together? underneath the yellow one, I mean?''
''There were two, actually. One that was cut clean to my belly button and the one you're holding.''
''Thanks a lot, Michael. You'll get them back, I promise.''
''Keep them, it's not like I'm ever going to wear them again anyhow.''
''Really? Thank you so much!'' I squealed, moving to take my shirt off then blushing when I realized Michael was still there.
''Sorry!'' He apologized, leaving the room so I could get dressed. I pulled the shirt on, then the jacket. After struggling out of my pants, I slipped Michael's black ones on. I looked in the mirror and turned a vibrant maroon.
I was suprised the pants fit me so well, Michael had small hips and I had... well, I had Tinker Bell hips. I had bigger boobs then her, and a bit of a bigger tummy too. I was proud of that though. It took me a while to get that way. At first, I used to think I was fat and ugly. Then, I met Matt and he changed my opinion. Michael's clothes fit me so well, I couldn't believe it. I took a deep breath and made my way out of his bedroom.
Michael was standing by the couch with his back turned.
''Ahem.'' I cleared my throat (that was all I could do, seeing as how I could barely speak when I saw him.)
He spun around and settled his eyes on me. A beautiful smile came to his face.
''You look...'' He couldn't get anything out.
''Uh huh. Sweetie, whipe the drool off your chin.'' I joked.
''I'm not-'' He began, then moved his hand to his mouth.
''I was kidding. Relax, Michael. I was shocked these fit me. I mean, I'm so...''
''Curvy?'' Michael intervened.
''I was going to say big, but alright, whatever tickles your peach.''
''You are not big. You have a body.'' He rolled his eyes.
''Yeah, right. Tell that to my hips that could give Tinker Bell a run for her friggin' money.''
Suddenly, Michael did the hottest, most scariest thing I have ever seen him do. In fact, it happened so fast, I barely SAW him do it. He came at me so fast, I couldn't even think to run. Within seconds, he had me pinned against the wall, his arms holding mine at my sides. He was strong and firm, but gentle at the same time. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his. In that instant, I forgot about Matt completly.
''I'm not hurting you, am I?'' He asked sweetly.
''No.'' I shook my head, a little frightened by this new side of Michael.
''Good. Alyssa, don't make this harder for me then it as to be. Now that you know I want you, you should also know never to say things that just... ugh. Make me want to...''
''Kiss me.''
''Or worse. You are beautiful. So beautiful. If you EVER say something like that again, Matt may never see you again.''
''Did you just threaten to kill me?'' I was absolutly terrified now.
''God, no. I would never hurt you.'' He looked horrified that I would even think that.
Now I knew what he meant.
''If you kidnapped me, how on earth could you hide me?''
''I know people- makeup people who could disguise you. They do it for me all the time so I can do normal things back home.''
''I'm sorry. I will never say something like that again.''
''You have to promise me.''
''I promise, Michael.'' I thought he was going to kiss me again. His lips were so dangerously close to mine. Then, he let me go and turned away.
Before I could say or do anything, an earsplitting pain stabbed at my brain and I collapsed to the floor.
''Alyssa!'' Michael shouted, rushing to my side.
The pain was so bad, I started crying as images appeared.
''Tabbi and Laurie... we have to save them! That guy is back and ne- he wants you dead.'' I sobbed as the vision took its hold off of me and I came back to the real world. He had his arms around me for support.
''Where are they, sweetheart?'' He asked, cradeling me in his arms.
''At the Royal Olympic hotel! Call the police! He will kill you if you go alone!'' I ordered, still crying.
''Alright, shh... it's going to be okay. I'll get a phone and call the cops. You just... come here.'' Michael whispered, picking me up and carrying me back into his bedroom. He gently lay me down.
''Michael-''
''It will be okay, just get some rest!''
''Don't leave me.'' I breathed.
''I'll go get my phone for a minute, alright? Then I will be right back.'' He told me.
He called the police station quick and they sent a lot of officers over there to investigate.
''What's wrong, honey?'' He wondered, sitting beside at the foot of the bed.
''I'm scared. Sometimes they get so bad that I think my head will split open. Last year... my mom had the doctors take so many scans of my brain to see the damage and there was nothing. They can't even give me medication because they don't believe I have visions! I have nothing to make them stop!'' I blubbered like a baby, feeling hot tears roll down the sides of my face.
''I'll be there for you always, Alyssa. I can't make them stop, but I will always try to alieviate your pain.'' Michael came a little closer to me so he could whipe my tears away with his thumb.
''I had a vision... of my dad. He... it will happen again. I don't know when, but it will. Soon.'' I choked.
''No. That can't- no! I won't let him!''
''Maybe you could change it. Maybe, I don't know. I'm just so scared. I want to stop being scared all the time.'' I began to cry even harder and Michael did the sweetest thing. He pulled me into a stting position and wrapped his arms around me warmly.
''You're safe. You will always be safe. Alyssa, I am never going to let anything happen to you. I owe you my life.''
Under normal circumstances, I would have disagreed, but I just couldn't. Michael lifted my chin up so he could gaze into my eyes.
''Thank you. Thank you for everything.'' I had stopped crying now, and I decided to foget Matt once more. What happens in Greece stays in Greece. I let my hand tangle into Michael's curly black hair and locked lips with him. At first, he didn't have any objections. In fact, that was the hottest kiss I had ever expirienced in my life. With one of my hands, I pushed Michael back onto the bed and then grabbed his leg to pull him all the way on. Instead of laying down, I got over top of him. My hand that had once been in his hair trailed to his stomach. I wanted him. Every part of him right then and right there. I began to grind my hips against his and he let out a moan into my mouth. I saw his eyes roll back in his head.
''Oh, God Alyssa. I love you, but I can't do this.''
''I know you don't want sex until you're married, but we can get pretty darn close.''
''Baby, you know I want you, but I can't. You have someone and I just can't take advantage of you in this way.''
''Forget him. He doesn't have to know. Michael, I want you.''
''Oh, I know. It's wrong, though. We can go to Hell for something like this.''
''At least we can go together.'' I slammed my hips into his again.
''GOD!'' He threw his head back against the bed.
''Please. I will never... he won't know, I promise.''
''We can't.'' He kept saying.
I brought my lips right by his ear and said in the sexiest voice I could possibly imagine, ''If you really wanted to stop me, you would push me back instead of whining about it.'' I had him. One look into his brown eyes told me I had Michael wrapped around my finger. I was in control as I pressed my lips to his soft neck and began to kiss and suck it gently.
He didn't say anything, Michael just went along with it. I could feel his body press harder to mine. He was giving in. It was all going so well.
''You're going to leave marks. What will the media say?''
''The marks will be gone before we go home. They'll never know.'' I hissed, letting my hand get so close to his belt that it wasn't funny. I knew just what it was doing to him, too. Cleverly, I used both of my hands to unbutton his shirt quickly. Michael never held up a hand to stop me as my mouth made its way down his chest and stomach. I watched as he started to sit up, then I pressed my lips to his roughly and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. His hands slid up and down my back as we continued to make out. I was going to get even rougher when he suprised me by pressing me against him really hard and rolling over so he was on top.
''My turn.'' He growled as I helped him rip his shirt off all the way. He was sitting on top of me, in his bed, wearing only tight black pants and a thick studded black belt. It was something I never forgot.
Michael kissed me passionatly as he let his hands roam all over my body.
''Ohh... that feels incredible.'' I breathed as he moved his mouth to the base of my neck and began to kiss.
''You haven't felt anything yet.'' He smiled, rolling his hips into mine.
I felt a gasp tear from my throat and I knew this was something I never felt with Matt. Michael was so different.
He lowered himself against me more and before I knew it, Michael was getting rid of the jacket and shirt I was wearing. So, there we were, both half naked and extremly horny. Let's just say, Michael reached second base... and I would have said he had prior expirience in this field if I hadn't already known he was a virgin. I was still, too. Maybe we were both just really good? He started kissing me again and my hand traveled to his belt. Very sneakily, I removed it. He didn't even make one objection. No, he was too busy sucking on my bottom lip. I undid the button and pulled the zipper down. He helped me get rid of his pants and I was suprised to see him in electric blue boxers.
''Hot, Michael.'' I laughed. kissing his cheek before returning to his neck.
I was almost in my underwear when Michael groaned, ''Oh, God, Alyssa. What did we do?'' His chest heaved with his breathing as he got off me slowly and put his pants on.
''Are we going to talk about this, or what?''
''Yeah. That was amazing. Alyssa, stay here. With me. We can live here. Together, forever. We never have to go back to L.A. Let's run away together. No one will know.'' Michael offered, buttoning his jeans.
''What I wouldn't give to be with you, baby; but they'll find us. Tabbi and Laurie know I'm here with you. Your label knows you're in Greece. Matt will come looking for me, I'm sure. We... can spend time together in L.A.''
''Aly, I am not going to let you use me again. It's all or nothing. Make up your mind. We're either friends, or a couple. Make your choice.''
''You're right. I'm so stupid. I used you to make me feel better. But honestly, if I didn't love Matt, I would run away with you. The truth is, I feel so different with you. I'm not sure if it's love or... trust. I just care about you. I know it sounds stupid, we've been inseperable what, almost three days? I just trust you. More then I've ever trusted anyone before. Give me the rest of my time here, and I will give you the answer. Just let me think it over.''
''Okay. Until you give me the answer baby, we can't do this anymore. I- I melted Alyssa. I gave in... and I shouldn't have. I feel different with you, too. You drive me crazy, Aly. Just one more kiss before we stop, alright?'' He grinned, getting off the bed. I sat up with my legs dangling off the edge of the bed and Michael stood between my legs. We wrapped our arms around each other and shared our most passionate kiss ever.
''Come on, sexy. We should go and see how your friend and her mom is doing.'' He snuggled his face into my neck before letting go of me. I took his hand and together we left his hotel to go find Tabbi and Laurie.