I haven't spoken to MIke since the night that he kissed me. Whenever we were in the same room together you could cut the tension with a knife. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. I've just been this one big confused mess for the passed two days, and being stuck on this damn bus hasn't been helping much. Anybody could tell there was something going on between Mike and I whether you knew us or not. Just sitting next to Mike was so awkward, and that's exactly what we were doing right now because the guys had called a 'family meeting' in the lounge. No doubt about Mike and I. They eyed us suspiciously from the other couch.
"So uhh I've noticed some weird behavior going on between two certain people, either of you care to explain?" Jaime asked, actually being serious for once.
"Nothings going on Hime-Time. It's just that your boy over here can't take someone being nice to him," I explained, not making eye contact.
"Oh really? Because you fucking ran off after I kissed you and said that I did in fact fucking care. I always have Michelle! Don't make me out to be the bad guy here! Neither of us are exactly the good one in this situation!"
"Mike, calm down please. Stop shouting, where were we when you kissed her? And why did you kiss her, I'll fucking kill you with my own two hands if you're trying to mess with her head, because clearly you got to her Mike," Tony said probably as calmly as he could manage.
"You and Jaime were out with the fans, Vic was in the shower," I said quietly.
"Fuck. Can I talk to Michelle privately please?" Mike pleaded, clearly desperate.
What the hell did he want to talk to me about? I had no words for him. I was just as confused as everybody else. He grabbed my hand causing me to flinch as a response.
"Jesus Christ Michelle I'm not going to hurt you. Just go to the back lounge so I can talk to you privately," he said getting impatient with me, "please?"
I stood up and turned on my heel quickly heading back to the lounge. Mike closed the door behind him when he walked in.
"Look Michelle, I'm not trying to mess with your head at all. That's actually the last thing I want to do right now, okay? I'm sorry for being an asshole these last seven years. I understand that you probably hate me for all of things I've done, but just hear me out. That very first day I met you I was instantly attracted to you. And that night you turned me down I was so angry at myself that I took it out on you. I've never actually meant all of those things I've said to you. And I'm so sorry for any kind of damage that I've done to you. Just please give me a second chance to prove myself. Please?" He looked deep into my my eyes with hope read all over his face.
Well shit..