Michelle's POV
"Mason wait up!"
"MASON!"
"Can you stop calling out my name so damn loud, for god sakes Dollface!" He exclaimed loudly and I glared at the back of his head as I fell into pace beside him, "well if you'd stop running so damn fast then maybe I wouldn't have to be calling out your name so freaking loud!" I hissed.
I stopped running and doubled over as I gasped for air. I wheezed breathlessly and outstretched my hands towards Mason. "Mason!" He halted in his footsteps and pivoted on his heels to face me. His eyes flickered behind me and he rushed towards me frantically before spinning on his heels and lowering himself down before me.
"Hop on, come on now!" He beckoned. I climbed onto his back and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He shot upwards and tucked his hands behind my leg to keep me hiked upwards.
"Hey, you two stop right there!" The familiar voice boomed from behind us. I snapped my head towards the police officer running after us and chuckled loudly as I flipped him off, "GO TO THE GYM!" I laughed loudly. Mason took a sharp turn to the left into a dark alley and lowered himself down so I could hop off.
I slipped off his back and peeked over the wall to see if the police officer was still following behind us. He was searching around aimlessly and I giggled softly as I pivoted on my heels to face Mason.
"Come on, Michelle!" He whisper yelled. I peered upwards to see him standing on the edge of the roof, his hands outstretched towards me as he beckoned me towards me, "grab my hand." He said and I slipped my hand into his.
Without much of a struggle, he wrapped his hands tighter around mine and tugged me upwards. I squealed as my feet rose from the ground and latched onto Mason's hands more firmly in fear that I would fall.
He pulled me upwards into his arms and I crashed into his chest. He pulled away from my grasp and walked towards the edge of the building. "We need to jump." He said and my eyes widened as I toppled towards him.
"You're kidding right?" I chuckled humorlessly. He peered down at me and narrowed his eyes, "do I seem like I'm kidding?" He inquired sarcastically.
"Okay fine! But if I die goddammit Mason I'm coming back from the dead just to kill you!" I shouted and his lips slid into a smile as he peered down at me, "trust me, baby. I won't let you get hurt." He said before walking backwards and then running towards the next building.
I held my breath as he jumped into the air and landed on the building before us. He landed directly onto his feet and skidded to a stop. "HEY YOU TWO UP THERE, STOP RIGHT THERE!" The officer's voice boomed beneath us and I snapped my head towards Mason, my eyes wide in fear.
"Dollface, jump!" I clenched my jaw tightly and strode backwards then propelled forward until my legs were dangling over the gap between the buildings and then I crashed into something hard that sent me flying to the ground.
"God," Mason groaned as he pulled me onto my feet. I swallowed the bile in my throat and turned back towards the police officer struggling to grab onto something to pull him onto the building. "Come on," Mason exclaimed as he grabbed onto my hand.
Now at this moment someone from afar would be wondering what the hell was going on. Well, let me elaborate.
Ever since Ryder went to prison, Damien died, I became the sensation of the town and Mason became my boyfriend; I stuck to my words, I was no longer Michelle White, the good girl who follows rules and stays out of trouble.
No, almost going to prison didn't change anything. It made me stronger, made me put up a shell to protect myself. But it mostly let the walls down on the person I was when I dated Kaleb. Mason and I have gotten into a lot of trouble over the past few months, and by trouble I mean we did things that got us arrested three times in two months.
What are those things? Well, firstly I wanted to take revenge on officer Bill for what went down in that interrogation room. So I took a bat to his car. . .and a few knives here and there, let's just say if he doesn't have insurance then he's in a lot of trouble.
We also kind of broke into a motel. Usually, after someone leaves, housekeeping comes approximately an hour later. And seeing as the motel wasn't some ran down crack house and could be mistaken for a five-star hotel, Mason and I decided to treat ourselves to some free food and a comfy bed.
It wasn't like we needed to do it, it was just the thrill that came with it.
Tonight we were running away from a police officer because Mason thought it was funny to spray paint his car. At first, we were just spraying abandoned buildings and then he decided why not spray an officer's car!
And we were caught. . .kind of. "Come on," he grunted as he climbed down the metal stairs with me in tow behind him. When we got to the last step I gasped at the proximity between it and the ground. "I'm gonna jump and then you're gonna jump and I'll catch you, okay?" He said and before I could oppose he loosened his grip on the last ladder and jumped onto the ground.
"Come on!" He whisper yelled and I lowered myself down onto the last ladder and then let my fingers slip from it. I squealed loudly as I fell downwards and for a moment it was as if my breath was pulled out of me as my breathing halted.
I flickered my eyes shut and waited until I could feel the arms of Mason around me. And when I did I grabbed onto him tightly, my eyes wide in fear and astonishment as he lowered me down onto my feet. "See. . .you're not dead!" He exclaimed.
"Fuck you." I huffed out breathlessly and he chuckled as he intertwined our hands. "Let's go find my bike." He said as he tugged me down the alley. I snapped my head backward, in fear that the police officer would catch us.
They warned Mason and I that if we were to get arrested again they'd have no choice but to "lock us up" for a long time. I know it's bullshit but I don't wanna take those chances.
We emerged from the opposite end of the alley and Mason peeked his head over the wall before tugging me after him. We raced down the streets to where he parked his bike and I turned around once again to see if the police officer had caught up with us.
Just as I was gaining hope, he stumbled out from the alley breathlessly and swivelled his eyes around him, clearly searching for us. "Mason, go, go, go!" I screamed. He didn't turn to see why I was so frantic and instead flew onto the bike.
I slipped in behind him and grabbed my helmet off the seat. I strapped it on and held onto him tightly as he hiked his feet upwards, revved the bike and rode off, leaving a frantic officer chasing after us.
...
"We're here," Mason said as the motorcycle rolled into the parking spot. I slipped off my helmet and climbed off the bike. "What are we doing here?" I inquired as I placed my helmet onto the seat and strolled towards a tall fence that separated us from what appeared to be a beach house.
"We're going skinny dipping, of course." He exclaimed as he slipped his arms around my waist and kissed me lightly against the lips.
"Skinny dipping!?"
"Dollface, I've seen you naked like how many times? Don't get shy now." He winked as he slipped his hands off of me and trekked closer towards the fence. He peered upwards and tutted lightly at the 'no trespassing sign'
"Too bad I don't follow rules." He exclaimed as he flickered his eyes towards me and motioned towards the gate, "ladies first." He said and I groaned as I strode lazily towards the fence. "I swear to god, this is the most cardio I've ever done and upper body strength I've ever used in my life, curse you, Mason."
"Love you too, baby." He sing sang as he wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me upwards. I thanked God there were no wires at the top as I grabbed onto it and climbed over the fence with ease.
I shoved my fingers through the holes and climbed down before dropping onto the sand. Mason hoisted himself upwards in one jump and flew himself off the fence, landing on his feet effortlessly.
Show off.
"Skinny dipping huh?" I inquired as we trekked towards the sea. He chuckled deeply and suddenly slipped off his shirt. "Yep," he winked as he suddenly halted and began to unbuckle his belt. "Come on, Michelle, what are you waiting for?"
"Mason. . ." I groaned deeply as he stripped down all his clothes and backed up into the water. I folded my arms over my chest and assessed my surroundings. If we don't get arrested for vandalizing an officer's car tonight then it's definitely gonna be for trespassing.
"Michelle, come in, Michelle!" He sang and I giggled softly as I slipped off my shirt and then every article of clothing on me. I shivered as a gust of cold wind swept over my body and hugged myself tightly as I trekked towards the water.
I dipped my feet in and shook my head vigorously when a chill ran up my leg.
"Baby! Stop being a wuss and come in!"
"A wuss!?"
"Yes, a wuss, you coming or not!? I can't have fun by myself you know, this is a safe space, for all three of us." He exclaimed and I paused as confusion stretched across my face, "all three of who?"
"Us. . ." He drawled out and I frowned deeply before realization suddenly hit me. "Oh, you're nasty." I giggled as I found the courage to get into the water. The last time we did this we weren't naked and the water wasn't as cold as it was now.
But the moment I slipped into his arms a sudden warmth overcame me and I found myself smiling as his arms slid around my waist and pulled me into him. "See, it's not so bad now is it?" He mumbled and I smiled as I peered up at him and nodded my head slowly.
"I guess not," I replied and his lips tugged upwards as he cupped his hands around the nape and placed a kiss onto my nose. "These are the moments I live for, the good, the bad, and the horrible," he said as his eyes penetrated through mine as if he were looking for something in them, in me, in my soul.
I traced my finger over his shoulder tattoo and smiled up at him before they trailed onto his neck then his chin and then his lips. "What would you consider this?" I mumbled and he smirked as he caught my finger in his grasp and licked his lips slowly.
"I call this the best of the best." He exclaimed as he lowered his hands into the water. I gasped as his hands gripped my thighs tightly and he hiked me upwards, forcing my legs around his waist. "What would you call this?" He whispered.
"I'd call this a moment worth living forever," I murmured as his nails dug into my waist. "I love the sound of that." He breathed out as his hand slipped over the nape of my neck and he slammed his lips down onto mine.
I groaned deeply and kissed back immediately, my arms tightening around his neck and my hands trailing through his now wet hair. I could feel my heart slamming against his chest and I ignored it, knowing that it was both the excitement, thrill and anxiousness swirling through my body.
We could get caught, we could be sent back to jail but for some reason, none of it mattered as we held each other under the full moon. It comforted me to be in his arms in the eerie darkness with nothing more than the sequinned silver stars and the luminescent light emitting from the moon illuminating us.
I was lost, in his touch, his arms and his scent.
And I never wanted to let go.