Never Letting You Go Again (Sequel to 'The One')

******Chelsea's P.O.V.******
After everyone left, I decided to help Harry clean up, then probably head home. I went to go grab a plate, but Harry quickly grabbed it before I could and didn't say anything, smile, chuckle, smirk, nothing. My anger was getting the better of me. I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around to face me.
"What's your problem?" I asked coldly. He didn't say anything, just smirked at me, well more at my chest. So since he was being such a pervert, I connected my palm with his cheek and slapped him; hard.
"WHAT THE HELL CHELSEA?" Harry shouted.
"I'm not just a toy you play with, so don't stare at me like I'm out of a playboy magazine." I said. He just rolled his eyes and went back to his dishes. "When you grow up call me, until the have a nice life." I said getting my purse, keys and phone. I walked straight out the front door and right to my car. I can't believe he could be so immature! What an ass hole, just like Kile, Michael is nothing like the both of them. I got in my car, and drove to my apartment.
*AT THE APARTMENT*
"I'm back!" I yelled as I took my shoes off and put them back in my closet.
"Oh, I didn't think you'd be staying here tonight." Michael said behind me. I looked behind me, and he was in sweatpants and no shirt.
"No, Harry was insistent that I could go back home tonight." I said as I turned around and smirked.
"Oh, okay. I'm gonna go to bed, so, goodnight." Michael said heading for his bedroom.
"Where are you going?"
"To bed."
"Why don't you stay in my room tonight, it gets lonely in there sometimes." I said. He smirked, walked over to me leaned down and kissed me. I smiled inside, I missed his kisses, in some ways there were better then Harry's. I pulled away and turned back to my clothes.
"I'll be in a few minutes, I just gotta get changed." He smiled then walked into my room. I picked out some clothes, then went into Amber's bathroom, just because I wanted to, and got changed. I took my makeup, and got into my pj's. I went into my bedroom, and Michael was on his phone in bed. I smiled then went to my side and got under the covers and started to go to sleep when a large strong hand snaked around my stomach. I smiled then snuggled into him, and went into a long, relaxing, sleep..................
*THE NEXT DAY*
I woke up on my back with Michael's arm around me. I smiled then lightly took it off of me trying not to wake him, then got up and went to my closet as I grabbed my phone and checked my new messages. 20 missed calls, all from Harry. No text messages though. I went into my closet and shut the doors and called Harry back.
"Hello?" Someone asked in a deep groggy voice.
"It's Chelsea."
"Chelsea! Oh my God, I tried to get a hold of you all night. I was gonna go over there, and screw whatever the doctor said, but Noah caught me. I'm so so sorry about last night, I was just in a really bad mood, and I love you so much."
"I love you too. Do you want me to come over later today and maybe we could go to a movie or something?"
"That'd be great."
"Okay, bye."
"Love you."
"I love you too Harry." I said as I hung up.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!" Someone yelled. I looked behind me, and saw Michael standing in the doorway.

Notes

OOOOOoooo! Chelsea got caught, she's in trouble!

I wonder how she is gonna play it off............

Seriously thou, I already have the ending for this story planned. As I said before, I will be making a 3rd one, but make it be able so anyone can read it that hasn't read this story, and it might have some more Chelsea Harry cation ;)

I think it's going to be called 'Forgotten' but idk, I could changed it, so DON'T get your hopes up ;)