Previously...
Your anxiety mounting, you threw open your door, only to find...

And now...
"JAKE GET OUT OF MY ROOM." Laughing he ran out, but not before you smacked the back of his head. "You're so annoying!" Sighing, you were about to through you stuff on your bed, but you saw someone in your window. Not expecting it, you screamed.
"(Y/N)! Calm down it's me it's me!"
"Micheal!"
Frustrated, you stomped over to the window.
"The hell are you thinking?"
"Many things. May I come in?"
Sighing again, you stepped aside as he climbed through the window.

"So how's it been? I heard- and watched- you scream about 3 minutes ago."
"My brother," you laughed. "He's really annoying and it's hard to deal with."
"He seems ok. You know I saw him in here. He indicated for me to be quiet."
"Really?!" You punched his shoulder.

"Anyway, that's not what I came here for."
"Well, what's up?"

Micheal goes over to your bed and flops down onto it. Stretching so his shirt goes up a bit. You go over to the door, look to make sure your brother isn't spying or anything, and shut it, locking it too. Tired, you go and sit on your bed near Micheal's feet. Smirking, he grabs you and pulls you into a hug. Laughing, you hug him back. Somehow, you end up on top of him. You're still laughing and you try to tickle him.
"Not ticklish," he says in a sing-song voice. You began to pout and he laughed. He tried to tickle you, but you tried to block him with your arms, and they ended up in either side of his head. He smirked, and you blushed horribly. He reached out with his arms, and knocked your elbows out so you were even closer. Somehow, you managed to blush even more.
"Hey there," he smirked. Before you could even respond, he kissed you. Very passionately. You two stayed like that for a while, until he pulled away. You gasped. Faster than you can say "hot," he flipped the script so he was on top. He kissed you again, again, and again. And you kissed back.

Then you heard the front door open. You pushed him away a bit, and tried to get up.
"What's the rush doll?"
Blushing, you responded, "my parents are home."

Micheal paled completely, and got off quickly.
"(Y/N)! Are you doing your homework."
"Go," you hissed.
Micheal threw open the window and you were helping out. He looked back and leaned in, kissing you one last time, before climbing down.

Rushing, you unlocked your bedroom door and quietly raced to your bed, taking your phone out immediately. "It's Friday! I don't do it on Friday!"
"Right right I forgot I'm sorry!"
"Don't worry about it!"

(A/N): AHHHHHH CUTE SHIT HAS HAPPENED!!!!!!!! (I love cute stuff). Oooooh I hope you loved it!!