To Wear Your Heart on Your Wrist ~Muke Fanfic~ (Discontinued)

Chapter 1

As I drowsily chug another beer, I walk out to the balcony, leaning on the railing out to the street lights and slight traffic. Sighing as I drain the last drop of the cup, "So, are you ready to blow this place too?" A high and protrusive voice comes out from the peaceful silence. "Hmm? Oh, yeah... Just a little tired that's all.." In a melancholy tone, I replies. "Just sort of, wondering... I guess."

"About what?" The curious voice asks, "Honestly! It's pretty dumb." I chuckle, feeling a blush beginning to dust my cheeks a little bit.

"Come onnn! Please?" The whining, pleasing added up to the high pitched of the voice. Begging for the answer like a child would to their mother for another cookie, and like a mother. I gives in, feeling a bit troubled and confused to how I summits so easily to it. "It's just a bit... Y'know, the soulmate stuff... Like, I understand that I'm 18 so I shouldn't be thinking about it, it's just... That— What if I miss it? Especially for a stupid mistake, like, I don't know, not paying attention?"

Then like a slap, it hits me. I look down at my wrist, just to make sure I was right and it's not just the alcohol getting into my head... And it was either I'm really right or I must be really high to be hallucinating this. She, she really did. She first stated those words. Those words on my wrist.

"Wait... Wait! You! You!" Stumbling with my words, trying to make them coherent. Feeling myself high on adrenaline, I take a deep breath to calm down and try again. "You, greeted me with a 'So, are you ready to blow this place' right?" I asks, despite with all that 'trying to calm down by breathing steadily', it still sounds rushed. "Um,... Yeah, why?" She shrugs, not noticing the importance of the topic and nervousness of myself on the topic.

"T-that's on my wrist! I-I mean, like I don't mean to sound, like an idiot. But, but it is..." Smiling an awkward wide grin. She stares at him dumbly, blinks, then realization burst on her face, "Oh... Oh! And mine says what you said!" Finally catching on, she replies ecstatically. I blush profusely in a shade of a fresh, ripe tomato and look down, giggling.

"So like, are we gonna go out soon? Or..." Suggesting with a smirk, she catches on with where I was going.

"Let's get to a bedroom then shall we?" She giggles and begins to lead the way.

We stumbles clumsily up the stairs in fits of giggles, talking about random stupid things. I attempts to sing out my famous lyrics from 'English Love Affair' "She dragged me up the stairs and we weren't ending there!"

"Shut up! I'm not dragging you!" She says in between her laughters, barely making sense. Then she begins to kiss my neck. The bubbling of fun atmosphere begins to turn into a heated blanket, giggles and laughed into moans.

We push ourselves into the bedroom and I push her back onto the bed as I slip my tongue into her mouth. We become a tumbling hot mess that slowly make atmosphere the same way, drowning out the noises of the party outside, the loud knockings and hollerings from Mikey with the fast beats of drumming of our hearts. That day, that night, they all pinpoint as the start of the destined change of my life.

~+~+~+~ The Next Morning Haha

I slowly sits up, with a pounding headache, all the memories from last night hit me. I managed to crack a small, edgy smile. Though, with all the pulsing pain pounding on my head and the rapid beating of my heart against my rib cage made it hard to think. 'I found my soulmate.' The thought slowly begin to sink in, it was surprising really, it makes my body numb with excitement. It happened, it finally happened. I found her, last night, at this party. She's absolutely beautiful—long flowing dark, raven hair and pretty, plump lips. I could hear slight sounds of singing or humming from the bathroom across the hall; indicating she was taking a shower. With all this thinking, love, it turns out. That, I have never really liked Mikey the way I thought I did. I honestly thought that I liked him, once I figured out I was bisexual last year, it opened that up. Now that I found her, I guess I just really appreciated him, it happened before, so why not again?