Part 13- I Can't Do This Without You.

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Part 13- I Can't Do This Without You.
Song for this chapter- Just Friends- Shane Harper.
Elsie's POV:
I pressed the play button on my computer, once again listening to the song. His voice going through my speakers, making my eyes squeeze shut.
I had caught onto the lyrics quickly, after the fourth or fifth time of listening to it. After ten times I moved from my desk to my bed, and curled up and placed headphones in to hear it even better.
After fourteen times I had fallen in love with the track. I'd fallen asleep for about three hours, but when I woke the song was still playing.
After I'd called Michael he'd said he'd come over after his parents left for work.
I really needed to talk to him.
I let the lyrics take over my thoughts, and closed my eyes as I got caught in Michael's voice.
"I wait for you, to give me a sign. You tire me. I have uncertainty, about how you feel. How your heart works. I just need to know for sure,"
I found myself thinking back to the note that came with the CD in the box. I didn't even have to read the name at the bottom to know it was from Michael. The small blocky handwriting gave it away.
"Else,
I sang what I can't say.
-Mike."
The song continued, and I pulled my blanket closer to me.
"If I asked you out, would you smile and say yes? If I held your hand, would you tell all your friends? If I sang you a song would you ask me to sing it again? Or maybe we should just be friends."
"There are so many things that I want to know. What do you love? What do you hate? What makes you strong? What makes you break? What makes you laugh? What makes you cry? I need to know why, I need to know."
The music flooded my ears, making everything else seem unimportant.
The chorus was played again twice and it ended with a final strum of the guitar. I looked at the time on my computer and saw it was already 8:30 in the morning. Surely Michael would be over soon. I got out of bed and walked down the hallway, my feet padding against the soft white carpet. I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee.
I heard Lily's iPod playing Postcards when I walked past her door, carrying a cup of coffee. I knew she liked to go to sleep to that song so I didn't bother her, not wanting to wake her.
I shut my door again, and set my coffee on my desk. My fairy lights were the only light that lit my room, and I heard the song still playing softly from my computer now that my headphones weren't plugged in. When I heard a knock at my balcony door and saw Michael standing there, I quickly paused it and went to open the door.
He stood wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. His feet were bare, and his colored hair was hidden beneath a black beanie.
"Hey." I whispered.
"Hey." He repeated, standing a few feet away. I couldn't take the distance any longer so I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, and his going around my waist. I felt his relax in my arms, and he pulled me impossibly close. There was nothing left between us, and his head was buried in my neck.
"I've never felt like this before," he whispered, "and it scares me."
"We can do this together." I said. He pulled back and looked me in the eyes.
"I'm going to make you mad. And we're going to fight. And I'm going to be stupid. And you're going to upset with me. But I can't do this without you." He said, placing his hand on my cheek.
"I'll stand right next to you." I said, putting my hands on his waist.
"Elsie, be mine? Be my girlfriend?" He asked me.
"Yes." I said, a huge smile spreading across my face. A similar one was now on Michael's face as he leaned down to me.
This time when he kissed me it was different. It was slow, but sweet, and something inside of me clicked. I didn't care how long either of us would be here. I didn't care if he had to go on tour and I had to move halfway across the country. I just wanted to be with Michael. In this moment. I didn't care about what happens in the future. I wanted the present. And I wanted it with him.
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