Wrapped Around Your Finger [TAKEN]

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A light tapping on my window wakes me from my peaceful slumber. What the hell is that? I walk towards my balcony, unlocking the door and stepping out into the cold night air. I hiss in pain as I step on something sharp. I reach down, picking it to realise its a rock. Why the hell is there rocks on my balcony?

"Hey Charlie, come hang out with me," I almost scream at the sound of Michaels voice. I squint out into the darkness, my eyes landing on the black haired boy.

"Michael its midnight, ya know, the time us normal people sleep," I tease, Michael just rolling his eyes at me.

"Well then stop being normal and come on," he gestures for me to come down with him.

"Fine, but only this once," I tell him sternly, little did either of us know this would definitely not be last time this happened.

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