The Princess and the Punk

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Amelie's POV
"Good morning beautiful." Michael said.
His bright green eyes staring into mine, they were breath taking. Our arms were wrapped around each other perfectly.
"Good morning Michael." I said smiling.
"Did you sleep okay?" He said.
"The best I have in a while." I said honestly.
"Me too." He answered.
He kept staring at me, not like Harry stares at me, something different.
"What is there something on my face?" I asked.
"Just some drool." He said.
"Shit! Really?" I freaked.
"No. Are you hungry?" he laughed.
"Yes." I said because truthfully I was hungry.
"Come help me then." he said pulling me out of bed and running down the stairs.
Michael's POV
She looked beautiful waking up her hair all messy.
"Do you want music?" I asked.
"Of course!" she said while stirring the batter for the pancakes.
I put my phone on shuffle and plugged it into the dock. The first song that came on was Jasey Rae by All Time Low. Her eyes instantly light up, and she sings along.
"You like All Time Low?" I ask.
"Oh my god I love them!" She said excitedly.
"Really?" I said.
"Yeah ATL, AAR, Green Day,and Good Charlotte are my favorites!" She said her eyes lighting up.
"You've got good taste in music." I said smiling.
"Pass me the flour please." She asked.
"Okay." I said while grabbing a handful and throwing it at her.
Big mistake....
Amelie's POV
Michael threw flour all over me, which was a huge mistake.
"You did not just do that." I said glaring.
"Oops." He smirked.
I grabbed some pancake batter from the bowl and went for his hair.
"No not the hair!" He yelled.
I rubbed it all in his hair. Beautiful.
"How's that feel Mikey?" I smirked.
"Just dandy." he said.
He grabbed the bowl of batter and poured it over my head.
"Michael Clifford you did not just?!?!" I yelled.
There was another bag of flour across the kitchen I made a run for it, Michael running after me. I grabbed the bag of flour but he spun me around and dumped it all over me.
"Michael!!!" I yelled.
He stepped forward pressing me against the counter. I gasped . He leaned forward, his pink lips edging closer.
"You've got flour on your nose princess." he said smirking.
So close. So close.
"I've got flour all over me thanks to you." I said pushing his shoulder.
"Oops." he said.
"What happened in here?" Makenna asked.
"Well we maybe had a little flour fight." he said.
"A little." I said.
"Well it better be spotless." she said sternly.
"Yes ma'am." we said.
As soon as she left we started laughing.
"You made a big mess." I stated.
The whole kitchen was covered in batter and flour.
"We. We made a big mess." he said.
"You started it." I said.
"Whatever." he said.
Michael's pov
***4 hours later***
After cleaning up our mess and taking a shower we laid in my bed for hours listening to music and talking about bands.
"Michael I have to go. I have 25 voicemails and 14 text." she said.
No don't I wanted to say.
"Okay I'll take you home." I said.
I really had a lot of fun with her. I don't want to let her go. She said goodbye to my mother and then we got in the car.
Amelie's POV
I don't want to leave him. I want to lay in his bed and talk about music, bands, and movies. I wanted to just be a normal teenager. People don't necessarily always get what they want. I definitely know the feeling. Before I knew it we were a couple blocks away from the castle.
"Will you let me out here? I just don't want them asking who I was with." I said.
"Okay," he said as he stopped the car getting out by a red telephone booth and lighting a cigarette.
I walked over to his side to give him a hug, but he stopped me.
" So is this it? " he said.
"I hope not." I said taking a drag from his cigarette.
"Wow you're not choking to death now." He said sarcastically.
"I know I'm becoming a pro." I laughed.
He handed me a pack if cigarettes and a lighter. I just nodded in appreciation.
"So my friend Calum he's having a party on Friday, be there 8 o'clock. Give me your phone so I can text you the address." He said.
"I will." I said giving him my phone.
"I see you later princess." He said getting in his car.
"Bye loser!" I said as he drove off leaving me to return to my living hell.
I snuck up the back stairwell so I wouldn't have to face my mother immediately. I opened the door to my room happy to find it empty but I was found myself on the floor in pain, Harry standing over me his eyes darkening.
"Where the hell have you been?" he yelled grabbing my neck.

Notes

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