I swore to myself to never feel this way again...so why is it happening..

Kelsey's point of view

Why did I invite him in? He's sitting on the couch. That's not good. He needs to take a shower at least. Yeah...a shower would be nice for us....Wait for HIM!! Not us!! For Him!!! Get it together, Kelsey. Gosh... "Would you like something to drink?" He's looking around. "Uh.. no thank you." I go in the living room and sit down. "This place looks exactly the same..." "What?" Michael looks at me. "Uh nothing." He leans back on the couch. Great.. "Um, Michael. When was the last time you took a shower?" He looks at me weird. "Uh...why?" "Well, not to be rude..but you smell a little, um, your clothes are dirty and you're on my....uh..couch." He looks at himself. "Oh...sorry." He gets up and heads for the door. I quickly grab his arm. "Wait. Michael, I'm sorry, but its the truth and if you leave you won't be able to shower there anyway." He puts his head down as if he's considering. "Um...ok." "Really?" "Yeah...." "Great. I don't have any clothes for you, but I can wash yours here." "Ok..." I lead him to the bathroom. "There's shampoo and soap in there already. The towel is right here and toss your clothes out here when you take them..off." He nods. He goes in the bathroom and I wait outside the door until he hands me his clothes. He opens the door a little and hands me his dirty clothes. I take them from him and go to the laundry room. I put them in the washing machine and set it to hot wash. I go back in the living room and look at the couch. Just as I thought. There's a stain... Anne loves this couch. I, first, spray some Febreeze on it. Its smells better now. Then, I flip the sofa cushion over. I sit on the couch and turn on the TV. I still hear the water running in the bathroom. I hope he's enjoying it.

Michael's point of view

This....feels....so.....good... I haven't taken a shower since the water company turn my water off. The jets in here are amazing. I'm glad I agreed to this. I really needed this shower. I have to agree with her. I did smell. Pretty bad, too. I need to brush my teeth, too. I don't think she'll mind. This shampoo smells amazing. My hair is loving it. I'm about done now...but I don't want to leave. I take a deep breath and turn the water off. I step out the shower. I dry myself off with the towel. What am I suppose to wear? I can't walk out there with just this towel on. I need to call for her. Wait. My breath... I need mouthwash or a mint or something. Next to the sink I see a bottle of mouthwash. I take a cup of it and swish it around my mouth. I spit it out. That didn't feel like it worked. I do it 4 more times. "Ahh." Finally feels fresh. I rinse the cup out. I look in the mirror. I pick up the comb next to the sink and comb through my hair. That'll just have to do for now. I go to leave when I remember I just have this towel around me. Crap. I forgot... "Kelsey!" "Yeah, Michael?" "Um..are my clothes ready?" "Sorry, not yet. Are you ok?" "Yeah, I just have nothing to wear!" "Ok. Hold on a sec!" A minute goes by. There's a knock on the door. "Here you go. Its the only thing I could find." I open the door a little and grab something soft. Uh oh... But its was just a robe. Whoo... I sigh in relief. I thought it was her... never mind. I look at the robe. Its pink with flowers on it. I shake my head and smile. I drop the towel around my waist. I slip the robe on and tie it around me. I look in the mirror. I can't go out there like this. This is embarrassing. But I can't just stay in here. Ok. I can do this. 1...2...3. I open the door. I walk down the hallway toward the living room. When I enter the room, Kelsey looks at me and bursts out laughing. "What??" "I-I (laughing) sorry. You look adorable." I blushed.

Kelsey's point of view

Michael looks so funny in that. He's adorable haha. *sighs* A loud beep goes off in my house. Michael looks around. "What was that?" "Its was just the washer machine going off. I have to put your clothes in the dryer." "Oh ok." "Stay here." "Alright." I walk to the laundry. I put Michael's clothes in the dryer. Suddenly, I got a phone call from Anne. I answer it.

"Hey Anne."

"Hi Kelsey. I wanted to let you know that I'm coming home tonight. I'll be there in 30 minutes."

Oh no.... "Uh....ok. Great. I have a lot to tell you. But you take your time. Maybe take an hour. Yeah. An hour would be great."

"Haha. No way. Why? Is there someone there? (laughing)"

I didn't respond.

"Kelsey? There better not be anyone over there!"

"Of course not Anne.. I just wanted to stay here by myself. You know, practice. This is my last year before I'm on my own..."

"Yeah right. Ok. I'll stop by the market on my way home. Give you some practice."

"Thanks Anne. Love you."

"Love you too. Bye."

"Bye."

I hang up the phone. Crap... I run into the living room. Michael is watching Comedy Central. Eddie Murphy is doing stand up. Michael is cracking up. He's really enjoying it. He has the most sweetest laugh. Then I remember that Anne will be here. Most likely soon. I stand in front of the TV and turn it off. I face Michael. "Why did you do that? Did I do something wrong? Who was that?" I was about to tell him what was going on when I noticed his legs were open. Oh....my.... I quickly cover my eyes. "What?"

Michael's point of view

Why is she being weird. I look down. Oh my gosh!!! My privates are out!!! I'm so freaking embarrassed!! She saw my stuff!!! I could just die right now!" I quickly cover up. "I'm so sorry!" I get up and run to the door. I didn't care if this robe was still on. I had to get out of there. I open the door and see a car pulling up. I quickly close the door. Kelsey runs toward the window. "S***! Michael thats my aunt, Anne. You aren't suppose to be here." She started pacing back and forth. "Hide! Hide Michael!" "Where?!" "My room! Its down the hall to the left! Hurry!" I run down the hall and turn to the left. I look around. Looking for a place to hide. The closet!! I quickly hide in the closet. What have I gotten myself into?

To be continued >>>>>>>>