MIKA

Intentions

--Andy's POV--

I know I've fucked up. I always do. I always have, but I do intend on changing my ways.

I love Mika, There is no doubt about that.

I want nothing more than to marry him. He is the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with. The one that I want to grow old with.

I can see myself growing old with Mika. I can see us adopting children and having grandchildren. I see us together and happy.

I need to make this up to him. I need to prove to him that my love for him is true. That it is 100% real and honest.

"Andy?" Fortune asks as he answers his door.

I nod and step inside. He closes the door and turns to face me.

"What's up?" Fortune asks as he returns to whatever he's creating in the kitchen.

"I need your help," I tell him.

"Okay?"

"I need...want to do something for Mika. Can you help me?" I beg him.

Fortune nods and gives me a genuine smile.

"Something smells amazing!" An unfamiliar girl says as she walks into the kitchen.

She's gorgeous.

"It'll taste even better," Fortune says as he gives her a wink.

I give Fortune a confused look.

"Uh...Andy...this is Allie. Allie...Andy..."

Her face quickly changes. She looks hurt and confused. I'm sure my face looks the same.

Mika told me about her. He told me his feelings for her. He told me that he was in love with her. And here she is. We stare at each other for a good minute before Fortune clears his throat.

"I...um...have to go," I lie as I make my way to the door.

"Wait!" Fortune shouts. "What did you need help with?"

I stop and turn around.

"Forget about it," I tell Fortune as I head out the door.

When I return home Mika is sitting in the living room with Mel. Mel's laying at his feet as he stares at the blank notebook in front of him. He's got his thinking face on.

One of my favorites.