our best mistake • mileven

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EL'S POV

"MIKE!" i scream as i gasp, "MICHAEL WHEELER!"

"WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!?" i hear the loud stomps on the stairs, "IS THE BABY HERE ALREADY? HOW IS THAT HAPPENING!?"

i shake my head and laugh through my tears as he rushes through the door of my room.

"what's wrong?" he asks in concern as i look up at him and break out into the widest smile ever, "he. kicked."

he gasps and rushes over to the bed, "he what!?" he holds my stomach as i whimper, "let's see if he kicks again."

"little bean," i tap my stomach, "can you kick for daddy like you did for mommy?"

he frowns when there is no movement.

i kiss the top of his head once he was meant down enough, "it's okay, he'll kick again and you won't miss it." i rub his cheek, "he'll kick f—" i gasp once i feel a kick, "did you feel that!?"

his eyes widen and nods, "holy shit!" he feels around my stomach as i giggle, "he kicked for you, mike." i whisper as he tears up and wipes under his eyes, "oh god,"

i laughs and cup his cheeks, "he just kicked, silly. if you're crying for this, you're going to cry about a lot more."

he sniffles, "fuck.. this kid. it's making me fucking soft." he takes a deep breath, "jesus christ. milo, buddy, seriously?"

"are we going with milo?" i ask as he shrugs, "i don't mind. it just sounds good."

i smile and pull him in to kiss him, "milo it is then."

he grins widely, "milo... wheeler. middle name?"

"my turn to decide." i murmur as he nods against me, "fair enough."

i smile, "okay. i want to eat something so move a bit please because i'm making myself a snack." i say and try to sit up but he only holds me back down in a soft way.

"i'll make the food for you. i'll bring it up." he says as i sigh and roll my eyes, "fine."

he smirks as wide as he could, "sit down, princess. i'll make some grilled cheese." he murmurs and kisses my cheek with a smack.

i giggle, "okay,"

he smiles and walks out as i grab my laptop from the side to watch some netflix as i wait.

i've recently started YOU.

i'm in love.

he's so hot but i know i shouldn't say that.

i don't care.

he is hot.

hopefully mike doesn't find out but that's okay.

i gasp, "oh my goodness!" i smile at the plot.

"babe?" mike asks as i hum.

he walks in with a plate and i smile at the smell of grilled cheese.

"thank you!" i grab the plate as he grins, "can uh.. can lucas, will and dustin come over?"

i bite down on the sandwich, "of course! why'd you ask?"

"'cause you're here.." he says as i smile, "it's fine. you've been with me like everyday."

he nods, "you can call max over. we'll just be in the basement playing video games."

i nod, "meh, it's fine. i'm watching netflix so it's cool."

he gives me a look, "how many times? if you watch netflix, watch on the tv. it's bigger and your back isn't slouched in such an uncomfortable way."