Chapter 1: Page 5

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Ian's pov

It's been a week since he had the panic attack at school, we haven't fucked or even really spoken since that day. I have been giving him some space because I know he is probably struggling right now. He's still been coming to school and everything but just hasn't really spoken to me or even looked at me. I don't know what I can do to help or anything, I want to go up to him and try to get him to talk with me, but I know that he isn't great with expressing his feelings so that's probably not an option.

I thought about fucking him so hard that he forgets to be anxious, but I also don't think that's how it works. I am honestly stumped as to how to help him, I have no idea how to help and it's getting to me because every day at school I can see he's so tried, maybe having panic attacks at night.

This particular night, Mandy had gone out to a friend sleepover and Terry was on a run out of town for a couple days with Mickey's brothers, so I knew he was home alone tonight, so I decided without asking him of course that I was going to go over and stay the night with him at least until Mandy gets home. After I got home from school that day I went and started packing a bag, just throwing random clothing items in, some random shit, lube... Not that we will be having sex but it's just in case because I know he loves that stuff even if he won't completely admit it. He always says he is fine with spit, but he comes harder when I use lube so of course had to pack that. When I was satisfied that I packed everything I needed, I threw my bag over my shoulder and ran downstairs.

"Hey Ian" Fiona smiled, standing in the kitchen talking to V. "Hey, can I take a couple beers with me?" I asked, looking in the fridge thinking it might cheer him up a little bit. "Sure, where you off to?" She asked, stirring dinner she was making. "Um..." Fuck, where do I say I am going. "To spend the night with Mandy, I'm gonna help her with a math test and watch movies" I answered, she just nodded and then I put 4 beers into my bag. Hugging Fi and V then leaving, running most of the way to his but it was 2 streets down from mine, so it wasn't far. Once I was standing outside the Milkovich house, panting and sweaty as it was summer in Chicago, and it was fuckin hot.

Taking a few vital deep breathes before walking up the few stairs they had and knocking on the door. It took a few minutes and multiple knocks for Mickey to understand whoever was knocking wasn't going away so slowly I heard him grumble a few things from behind the door and then he opened it. He looked so hot right now, literally and sexy. He was wearing shorts and a tank, but he was really sweaty, his reaction was a mix between confused and happy to see me, I think. "Gallagher? What are you doing here?" He asked, rubbing his eyes like I had woken him up. "I figured since you were home alone tonight that I would stay with you... I brought beers" I smiled, he groaned and rubbed his face with the palm of his hand.

"Look Ian, I get you want to help or whatever but I'm fine okay" He spoke, looking down to the floor. "Please Mickey, I can't stop thinking about the other day and I don't really feel good knowing you are home alone. Please just let's watch a movie or something because I brought beers and snacks" I smiled. He looked like he was thinking about it for a moment, I know he doesn't want to do anything that could make him look 'gay' even though he is, but at the same time I know that he knew it was a good idea. "Okay fine, but I don't wanna fuck okay, my ass still hurts" He groaned, letting me in making me smirk and nod, walking in.

I placed my bag on the couch and grabbed out 2 beers, passing one to him and keeping one for myself as we put the other two in the fridge to keep cool because there is nothing worse than having to drink warm beer on a hot summer's day. "What do you wanna watch fire-crotch?" He asked, I smiled at the name, happy to hear him still calling me names, Mickey was still Mickey even for a few moments. "Up to you hot stuff" I smiled back, thinking for a moment I saw a blush arise on his cheeks, but he soon swallowed it back down. We opened our beers and drank them whilst watching the new Avatar movie, Jake Sully is hot, and I don't care what anyone says.

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