I've written another part! Woo! I'm so sorry I've been taking forever o update but I'm working on a twelve days of Christmas thingy for this book so be prepared for that. Also REQUEST please, ideas don't grow on trees lol. And does anyone read these if you do comment 'William'. He's watching me type this up right now lol. Now off to the chapter, enjoy. And thank you for all the votes reads and comments. Love you all (so does will)

After Michael had left, Monroe stumbled up the stairs seemingly love drunk and barely made it to her room. On her bed sat her mother waiting for her arrival who was already dressed in her sleep wear.

"How was it?" Her mom asked patting the spot on the bed next to her.

"Oh it was amazing mom, he took me out to dinner and then we went to the park where there was a market and we just had the best time." She rambled with excitement fiddling with her bracelet.

"He seems like a sweet boy." Her mother said, slowly standing up but stopped in her tracks when she saw the bracelet and small bag from the market she assumed.

"Did he buy you this?" She said picking up her daughters small wrist, and examining the bracelet, which had the date carved into the leather tie.

"Yeah." Monroe sighed happily bringing her wrist to her chest and clutching her hand. Her mother nodded smile embedded on her face, she kiss Monroe's forehead goodnight and stalked out of her daughters room. Monroe couldn't stop smiling as she changed into her sleep wear and crawled into bed playing on her phone for a little bit.

Meanwhile Michael couldn't wipe the smile on his face either, the night with Monroe felt so right. She just made his heart soar when she smiled or shyly grabbed their hands. And I didn't help that she was so damn adorable as well. When she walked into a room she just seemed to light it up with her bright personality. And her smile, God her smile made Michael weak in the knees.

When Michael arrived home his dad was sitting on the couch waiting for him. Once the door opened he jumped up, moving towards the door to check the car. When he checked to make sure there were no scratched, bumps or dents, he gave his son a strong clap on the back leading him to the living room.

"How was it?" His dad asked looking at the tv rather than Michael.

"It actually went really well." Michael said, looking at the side of his dad's face. His dad finally turned to look at him and gave him a proud smile.

"Treat her well, I may not know this girl but she must be something to put up with you." His dad joked slinging his arm around Michael's shoulder. Michael let out a laugh as he nodded, knowing his dad would whoop his ass if he treated anyone like shit.

And he was right, Monroe was something, something special to Michael. And with that Michael and his dad headed upstairs parting ways when eating to their own room. As his dad opened the door he heard his mother start questioning how it went but he heard his dad silence her and the two of them went to sleep.

Michael clutched the small bag of trinkets him and Monroe bought as he walked into his room surprised when he saw his whole closet was actually back in his closet. His mom had probably cleaned it after he left for his date, probably trying to lessen his stress because he was practically shaking when he left the house to pick up Monroe.

"I can't do this!" Michael cried out to his mother about 30 minutes before the date.

"Sure you can, you're just nervous." She said before shooing Michael out of the house. Michael smiled at the memory because he didn't have anything to worry about. After changing Michael laid in his bed under the cover, struggling to got to sleep. His thoughts just kept flying to Monroe and how perfect she was.

Her personality was one thing but her body and looks were another. Monroe had such an adorable looking face, her features just radiating innocence. She had a cute button nose that Michael just wanted to boop every time he saw her. And her chubby cheeks fit her face perfectly, making her look so precious every time she smiled. And her eyes, her eyes that always sparkled, brown eyes almost always widened with innocence. But her facial features truly contradicted her body.

Surely someone with the body of Monroe wouldn't be thought of as innocent. She had wide hips and an average bust, having a pear like figure. Her butt, my god, always turned Michael on, he'd always liked butts over boobs, and Monroe just confirmed that. On the few occasions the two had made out, Michael tended to move his hands from her waist to her butt. The clothes Monroe wore as well didn't hide her figure, she dressed for it, always showing off her curves in different styles.

Before Michael could get to excited from his thoughts on Monroe's body his phone buzzed on the bed side table, where it was charging. He leaned over, reaching to grab the phone and saw he got a text.

From: Rambles

You're probably sleeping, but I say hi anyway.

From: Mikey

Nah, hiiii

From: Rambles

Lol, can't sleep wbu

From:Mikey

Can't sleep either, call me, I want to hear your voice

And so she did and the two stayed up talking until the next morning, exchanging random thoughts and laughs as well as making the other blush time after time.(if you get that reference marry me)