Friday, I'm In Love

Chapter Seven

- Present Day-

Wednesday 

You sit on the bench, watching Hector on the seesaw with another kid talking excitedly as you wait for Mickey. It was a warmish day, you had jeans and a light top on... you tapped your feet on the ground as you waited... he was already twenty minutes later than he said he would be. 

"Shit, I'm sorry! I'm here!" he panted as he ran up to the bench, he looked stressed. 

"Hmm... Hector is over there if you want to say hello." You point towards the park. 

"I'll just catch my breath first... shit I really am sorry..." 

"Save it Mickey, I wasn't expecting you to be on time anyway." You look away from him, finding it hard to stay mad when you look at his handsome but distressed face. 

"Daddy!!" Hector yells as he runs to the gate, Mickey jogging up to see him. The ice in your heart melts a sliver. 

"Hello my love..." you hear the familia soft twinkle of your grandmothers soft greek accent behind you you tun to greet her with kisses and a hug. 

"I will let them talk a while then I think there's some things I don't want Hector to hear..." you explain again biting your nails. 

"Come! You mustn't bit those nails! You'll be ok... I'm glad you are sorting things out... plus I haven't had Hector over in weeks I miss the little trouble maker!" A twinkle appears in her eyes... as she looks over and sees the boys playing. 

"I'll pick him up later tonight" you smile. 

"Or tomorrow, I'll take him so school"  You grandmother winks cheekily. 

"Grandma!! It not that kind of talk!"  You blush aggressively. 

"Thats what you say now... I think different"  She lets out a rhythmic laugh before you notice her smile widen and her arms stretch out for a hug... you look over and see Mickey heading towards you. 

"There is my handsome Mickey!" She grabs him kissing both cheeks before slapping his ass. 

"You haven't changed a bit grandma!" When you'd told her you were having a baby, she'd insisted he call her grandma so he felt part of the family, but only if he said it in greek. 

"I will let you two talk...where is my little grandson!!" She shouts walking towards the park as Hector runs into her arms... you wave goodbye before taking a stroll up the park. Neither you nor Mickey saying anything at first. 

"I have the bike, I was thinking we go somewhere?" 

"Where did you have in mind?" 

"Its a surprise..." 

"I don't do surprises.." You look up at him as he gives you a lopsided grin.

"Come on, I know for a fact you'll like it"

"For a fact?" 

"Yes" He did a mock scouts honour before placing his hands on your folded arms and looks at you, his eyes twinkling, the light reflecting of the deep blue colour that held you so captive that first day in the shop. 

"Fine... you win"

"Excellent" He grabs your hand and pulls you towards the bike... lifting his helmet out the box and handing you his. 

"What about your head?" 

"My head isn't as precious as yours... now put it the fuck on." 

"I heard a certain someone got her own... and its pink" you purse your lips looking at him then looking down at the floor. Taking the helmet from you and putting it on your head he then lifts your chin up with his fingers and looks you in the eye...