Imagine This.

He's Your Dads friend! Ten

You

Michael takes off the pillow off of your face and rubs your leg. "It's fine, we can do this" you sit up and sigh heavily "What if we get caught? We've only been messing around for a week and we almost got caught.." He shakes his head and grasps your hands.

"It's only three months, I'm attracted to you and..hopefully, you are attracted me" you nod and kiss his lips. "Well we might as well have a little fun now that you're up here" you grab his neck and he stops you midway. "I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you..maybe we should just talk?" You breathe in deeply and lay on your side. The fan swishes in the air and you hide under the covers. "Okay"

"Don't be offended, if I didn't--well never mind" you look up at him from under the covers and flutter your eyes. "You mean if I wasn't attractive we wouldn't be talking right now?" You sigh and shut your eyes tightly.

He's an asshole, so it's all about looks.. But I can't lie and say I don't care about his.

"I don't depend on your looks baby it's just a bonus.." You suck your lips and roll your eyes. "But that's how you started liking me in the first place, we don't even know each other... Let's just slow down..all the way down" He sighs deeply and gets off of the bed, and leaves your room.

Next day..

You put your red dance shorts on and your red crop top and put your white Jordan's on. You brush through your hair one more time and grab your dance bag and jog down the stairs. Your mom places a plate of waffles for you on the table and you sit down and spread butter on it and try to rush by stuffing it in your mouth.

"Whoo honey! Slow down, you're always on time, relax" you nod slowly and pour syrup on the waffles. You cut it up in pieces and start to take your time. Your phone rings next to you and it's your friend John. You answer the phone.

"Hello?" You answer with a mouth full of waffles and you hear a chuckle on the other line. "I'm by your street, are you ready?" You wash it down with cranberry juice "yup, I'm coming" you hang up and take another bite out of the waffles. "Thanks, ma" you finish the cranberry juice and put your plate in the sink and run out of the house with your dance bag.

You run your hands through your hair and look around the street. I can't be late. You lick your lips and John pulls up in front of you. You open the door and spot Michael and he waves and you wave back. You shut the door, putting your seatbelt on.

"Thank you would be nice.." You click the seatbelt and look ahead "thanks.." "So.. What's going on with you and Roger?" You shrug and cross your legs. "Nothing,I can't wait anymore, I'm moving on" John sighs, he looks like he needs to get something off his chest..he's tense but you choose to dodge the bullet.

Michael

I got a glimpse of her. But I wonder who that guy is and why he's giving my girl a ride. I get back into the car and put my shades on. I need to prove to Y/N that we can be together.