Chapter 7: Always and Forever

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IAN
Mickey runs towards me. Shit. I've got to run, otherwise he'll kill me! I run around whatever corner I see, just so I can get away. Fuck, I'm tiring out. I need to stop, to be honest, it would be better if Mickey killed me. "There you are Gallagher."
"What do you want Mickey?"
"You know my name?" No shit! Mickey is so dumb for fuck sakes. "You're a bastard, who wouldn't know you." Although it was true, I hated saying that. "Fucking Gallagher's, you're all the same!"
"The fuck did you say?" I punch Mickey, hard. I got him to the ground. I'm ready to beat the shit outta him.

"You're a fucking asshole!" I scream while punching Mickey's face. All of a sudden, he grabs my throat, rolls me onto my back, and starts to choke me. Mickey punches me, and even though the pain is telling me no, my heart is telling me yes. I try to stop Mickey, but he seems weird. He doesn't stop.. he continues, like he enjoys hurting me. I try stopping him, but he just won't. I see him grab a pipe, and I feel like this is the end. I look at him, with tears filling my eyes. He drops it, rolls off me and lays next to me for a while. I cry like a little pussy. Ugh, it's embarrassing! I see Mickey laughing a bit, and I start to giggle too. I get up, still tears rolling down my face, and I look down. Mickey is next to me, standing there awkwardly. I can see him staring at me with ore in his eyes. I start crying more, but he grabs me, and wraps his arms around me. I've never felt this safe ever before.

He pulls away, but I grab his face, and kiss him I intensely. Mhmm, I love this! I push my lips deeper into his, then I manoeuvre from his lips to his neck. He moans. He's enjoying it, and so am I. I slowly take off his clothes, and he takes off mine. This moment is amazing, but a sudden yelling comes out of nowhere. Mickey looks behind him, and by the expression of his face, it's not good. We threw our clothes on, then he grabbed my arm, and we ran. "Who's that?" I ask while trying to run away without being killed. "My asshole of a father. He's homophobic, and wants to kill me." I look at Mickey with disgust. What kind of father is this? Gunshots fly through the sky as we run last every street we can.

We finally manage to escape the monster, and we hear his voice echo. "I'L FUCKING KILL YOU MICKEY!" We giggle at the sound of his voice, but the laughing all of a sudden stops. We look at each other, and kiss each other again. We take off our clothes, and he pushes me against the wall. "Ooh you like it like that huh?" I say, making us both laugh. "Yes, so you better be good Gallagher." I decide to show him who's boss, so I rotate and push him on to the wall. I kiss his neck, and he runs his fingers through my hair. This feels so good. I turn him on his stomach, and I pull out my dick. I put it in slowly, then I thrust, in and out. We both moan loudly, as we both enjoy this moment.

After a good 20 minutes, I slowly stop, making one last moan. We throw our clothes back on, and look into each others eyes. His gorgeous, blue eyes. I can't help it, but I let out a sentence I never thought I'd ever say. "I love you." Mickey looks at me. He rubs back to me, and kisses my lips. As he pulls away, he says "I love you too." He ran away, but I knew that he was the one.

MICKEY
As I ran away, millions of thoughts ran through my mind. I smiled. Ignoring the fact that we had just had sex, I thought about the words. The words that had a meaning, words that meant something. Ian said I love you to little Mickey Milkovich. Ian said that. I needed him to know that I shared that feeling with him. I needed him to know that I want him. That I need him. That I love him. I looked into those gorgeous eyes, and told him I loved him too. I never knew I was this vulnerable to love, but it's worth it. I felt happy. I've never been this happy before.

I thought about the moments, and I thought about what they meant. I think I finally accepted the fact that I love him. I love Ian Gallagher. No one was going to stop that.

IAN AND MICKEY
From this day on, I finally knew that he was the one.

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