Y/N POV

"One, two, three..." I had my eyes closed, trying to count lowly so I could hear which direction his footsteps were going.

I heard banging and sliding. "Nine, ten. Ready or not, here I come!" I shouted. Taking off down the hall, I think he went this way.

I heard giggling and knew I was close. I ran to the closet and swung the door open. "Ah ha! Huh?" It was empty, except for the coats hanging up and super soakers on the ground.

Well this is gonna be harder than I thought. I closed the door and crept towards the living room. No Michael behind the sofa and not even in the corner.

"You're up to something aren't you babe..." I whispered to myself.

I ran and looked all upstairs, no luck. I checked every closet, all the pantries in the kitchen, still no luck.

"He must've left the house because there's no way he's this good." I looked everywhere and still could not find Michael.

I finally gave up. "Fine Michael, you win!" I yelled. He never answered. I shrugged and sat on the sofa praying that he doesn't pop out and scare me.

Thirty minutes later...

I am now worried, I have called his phone just to hear it buzzing beside me. Suddenly, I hear a loud boom. I jumped up a little afraid.

I walked backwards scanning the room. Not paying attention, I bumped into something. I turned around to see Michael. He was sweating and panting, he also was a little red.

"There you are, I have been looking everywhere for you!" I shouted. "What's wrong?"

He sighed putting his hands on his hips. "Wooh, never hide on the patio in one hundred degree weather!"

I giggled. "Silly boy, let's get some ice cream."

I fixed us some ice cream and we enjoyed it as he told me about his time hiding on the patio.

"Then the bee chased me all the way to the pool!" He laughed. I couldn't help but smile. He's so handsome and sweet ugh!

"Y/N, helloooo?" He waved his hand in my face. I snapped out of my trace.

"Oh huh, yeah?"

He let out a sexy chuckled. "You got a lil drool."

I blushed. "Oh hush baby."