This Time

Chapter Five

Eren woke up to someone banging on his door.

"Eren hurry up we are going to be late," Mikasa could be heard from the other side.

Shit, he had overslept. They would need to leave in five minutes to at school on time. He threw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie and threw his door open.

He came face to face with Mikasa, she had dark smudged eyeliner and black lipstick. As he looked her up and down she did the same.

"Uh, Eren your fly is kinda open," she began to make her way downstairs.

Eren felt his face heat, he zipped up his pants and dashed out the door to his car, Mikasa was already sitting in the front seat, she had music coming through the Bluetooth speakers.

They met Armin at the front of the school.

"Our last first day," he sighed, Armin looked over to Mikasa.

"I don't want to be late, I have Mr. Shadis first period," she left the two behind.

The school day seemed to move by painstakingly slow. But glancing up at the clock Eren could see it was five minutes until lunch.

The bell rang and students began to shuffle to the cafeteria.

Eren found Armin and Mikasa at a round table, Sasha, Connie, and Jean also sat with them.

"Mikasa are you going to eat that," Sasha pointed to the cheese stick.

Mikasa handed her the cheese stick without a word.

Eren had noticed Jean staring at Mikasa the whole lunch period.

They finished and made their way back to class.

Eren caught up with Mikasa in the hallway.

"Did you notice Jean staring at you the whole time... man it's kinda creepy," Eren teased.

"What if I like it when guys stare at me like that," she retorted.

Eren didn't know what to say to that, but a certain blonde caught his eye.

Historia made her way walking beside Ymir, the two were holding hands.

Mikasa noticed Eren's movements and looked over to where he was staring.

Is that why they broke up, Mikasa wondered, but looking at Eren's face she could tell he was somewhat still sour about the relationship ending. She decided against saying anything. The bell rang as they finally made it back to class.

The last half of school went by like a blur. But before Mikasa was able to make it out of school Sasha caught up to her.

"Hey, Jean is going to throw a party this weekend, will you please come with me," Sasha looked at Mikasa with large doe eyes.

She was never a party person, she hated the crowds, but fuck it would be the last first party of the school year. She wanted to start the year off with a bang.

"Fine, what time are you going to come over and get ready."

"I'll be over at 7 OKs, please don't back out on me, pinkie promise," Sasha took ahold of Mikasa's pinking and hooked it around her own.

She met Eren in his car, the ride home was too quiet.

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Sasha sat on Mikasa's bed as she finished her eyeliner.

"You look beautiful," she smiled at Mikasa, "are you ready."

Eren offered to take all of them, they climbed into Eren's car. The music was a little too loud for Mikasa's taste.

They arrived at the house in under 10 minutes, they could hear the music before they even made it up to the door.

Mikasa could feel herself getting sick. She began her nervous habit of rubbing her wrists.

Eren noticed this, "hey, it's going to be fun come on," he grabbed her hand and led them inside.

The music hit them like a truck, the first people Eren spotted were Historia and Ymir, they were making out on the couch.

Mikasa followed Eren's eyes, she knew this made him upset. He couldn't handle that she was fine, that his time was "wasted" on someone who didn't feel the same as him.

"Let's go have a drink," he lead her to the bar, Sasha long forgotten, left in the kitchen with the snacks.

The rest of the night was a giant blur. Mikasa was wasted, as was Eren. They sat in one of the rooms upstairs, Eren was balling his eyes out.

"I just don't understand how like did she just fake it this whole time," he was animated as he spoke.

Mikasa chose not to answer him. She had begun to feel a wave of anger within her, all she wanted was for her friends and family to be happy, it didn't matter how she felt. She was angry so so mad, it made her stomach churn with jealousy.

Most people around them had known how she felt about him, ever since they were children, she had loved him, she gave so much but was happy with the little she revived in return.

She thought putting space between them would work, that it would make her silly little crush go away. She was somewhat ok that Eren and Historia did that for her.
She thought that if she spent more time with Armin and others that it would just disappear, oh how wrong she was.

While thinking to herself she didn't realize how close Eren had gotten, they both were sitting on the bed. He moved so that he was facing her, he looked at her funny.

"Want to know something Miki, " his breathe was hot on her face, "I wish I would've paid more attention to you," he kissed her.

She didn't know what to do, she had never been kissed. She tried her best to recuperate the kiss, but soon his lips left hers. But they began to kiss down her neck, leaving a trail to her collar bone.

She felt a fire begin in the pit of her stomach. His hands began to fumble with her shirt.

"Take this off," he looked at her, his pupils were dilated.

She did as he told her, she removed her shirt, his hands roamed the newly exposed skin. She felt herself melt under his touch. She felt a boldness grow, she began to remove his shirt.

Their clothes were scattered on the floor below. His chest was flush against hers, his touch was heated. He left a trail of kisses from her mouth leading to her lower stomach.

Skin was on skin, no barrier was in between. He had her pushed down on the bed, his body felt like it would explode. He kissed over every scar he could find.

The pain she felt when he first entered was burning.

"Are you ok," he wiped the tears that escaped her eyes.

She didn't answer but kissed him, and tried to move her hips up to meet his.

He gasped against her mouth, and he began to move. A rhythm that soon left them a puddled mess, with a final kiss he removed himself, she was still trying to think, she felt like she had been renewed. Her skin cooled its self down.

Sleep crept upon the two, Mikasa had her face under his chin, his arms around her waist.