Reasons - m.c

Chapter 8

A Childhood Tree House

Shay's P.O.V

The past two weeks at the lake house have been far from normal.

The past month I had gotten used to a routine that consisted of me going on adventures, spending a lot of time just thinking & daydreaming but most importantly, I had gotten used to being alone a lot.

I was living in my parents lake house about four hours from home in a town known for vacations & retirement so yes, I was alone all of the time.

But then I met Michael.

My initial impression was that he seemed like a cool guy but then he opened his mouth & our first conversation consisted of him trying to get me into bed with him so ultimately I decided I didn't think he was that great of a guy. The next time we saw each other, he once again brought up hooking up so I really didn't think he was worth my time. He finally opened up as to why he was on the lake, a.k.a his friends forcing him here because he turned into a diva & though at first I called him out for actually indeed being a diva, something clicked & he turned out to be a pretty cool guy.

Michael is really easy to talk to & very comforting, like I feel super safe with him. I laugh a lot around him & I can just be silly. It's a good feeling.

Plus he's always warm, even in a freezing house, he's somehow warm...which is why I wanted to cuddle with him. Michael also just looks cuddly, especially when he wears those plaid button ups.

Anyway, I really did like Michael & his smile. I liked his smile a lot.

I wasn't 100% if I had feelings for him but I did think they could possibly develop & develop fairly fast as well, but I was enjoying hanging out with him for now.

I went into town for awhile but on my way back home, I stopped outside Michael's cabin to pick him up. I honked my car horn once I got there & he came outside just a second later before hopping in my car.

"Heya Shay."

"Hi Michael."

"Long time no see." He joked & he was right, I had just left his house this past morning, literally just a few hours ago since we had a sleepover.

"I picked up a pizza on my way back, I hope that's okay." I asked Michael & he just laughed. "Wait, what's so funny?" 

"It's just me & pizza, like it's my favorite food. We even created this like 45 second punk song called pizza about me wanting another slice."

"What? Well then I guess this is okay."

"It is, thanks."

It didn't take too long to drive over to my house & once there, I parked & walked Michael & I inside.

"So this is your parents house then technically?"

"Yea, it is." I said as I put the pizza on the counter & grabbed two plates.

"I'm guessing this is a picture of your parents?"

"Yep, family photo." I said, looking over at Michael who was looking at a family picture from when I was three hung on the wall.

"You were sucha cute kid, Shay! Look at those dimples."

"Thanks."

"I mean you're still cute now though."

I just smiled. I didn't know what to say. 

Michael came over by me & joined me in the kitchen & we ate the pizza at the island in the middle of the kitchen where we had a few stools around it.