Our Beginning | Mickey Altieri

Chapter Forteen

Once leaving the drugstore, we walked around town for a bit with the time now 9pm. It's now dark, people are walking while chatting, cars came passing by, and not that far shows a theater with the top announcing the new movie, Stab, released. My eyes caught two familiar people in line. 'No way, that's Maureen and Phil. Guess they're watching the movie then.'

As Mick and I were walking, someone from behind screamed right at my ear, causing me to scream in panic. "Ah! Jesus Christ!" I cover both my ears while one of them started to hurt due to that asshole scaring me. Mick saw and quickly grabbed a rock to aim at the guy. Nobody else was kidding when they said Mick is the athletic type, his aim is flawless that he hit the man behind his head, resulting him to fall.

"Who the FUCK threw that!?"

He grabs hold on my hand and runs off.

Obviously the guy wearing the killer costume knew who it was because he turned around asking. He started yelling as for Mick he is just laughing. The guy behind started catching up.
"Shit, Mick he's close to us!" A second after Mick picked me up from the ground in a bridal carry and made a sharp turn, dodging a group of people walking down. The guy in the costume ran over onto them and began apologizing before they started yelling at him. I saw and began laughing my ass off as the two of us cheered for not getting caught.

Several minutes later, we arrived back on campus with Mick still carrying me. He ran and ran until the man no longer saw the two of us. Mickey stopped running and slowed down to walk. "Man, that was one hell of a moment!" He leans his head back while relieving a mixed sound of exhaustion from running and celebration.

"The best moment I've ever experienced!" I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck as the two of us were laughing before yelling in glory.

"Hey you two, shut up! I'm trying to sleep!" Someone from outside yelled. "Beat it you fucker!" Mick yelled back in the act of the guy outside his dorm almost throwing a tantrum yet took off.

At the hallways, Mick takes the key from his pocket and opens the door to our dorm. I followed behind and shut the door before locking. "Hey, about earlier at the drugstore," He turns his body around after dropping the keys near the TV. "Thank you, I really appreciate your words." I smile and walk up to him, giving him a hug that he took in return shortly.

"It's not a problem at all. You know I would mean every single word I said." I pulled back and sat on my bed. I didn't motioned Mick to sit beside me while he took the liberty to do so. Both of us sat in comfortable silence where anyone could hear crickets from outside. The bed shuffled a bit. I had my eyes closed and once I bare them opened, I spot Mick lay his eyes on me.

"So, is it really true with what Reggie said at the drugstore?" I stood motionless until I realized he's talking about relationships.

"Are you still going on about this Mick?" He leans closer, lacing both his arms while making a thinking pose. "Very much so." I chuckle and nodded. "Yeah, it's true. I, and never, ever, been in a relationship. As I said, I didn't believe much in love and stuff."

"But have you ever kissed someone before?"

I slowly look away, but brought my view back to him. "Not once, even if I had never been in a relationship. I'm assuming you already had yours because of your previous, isn't that right?"

"To be honest I never had my first kiss when I had my first relationship."

I stood in shock with a mix of disbelief after hearing. "Really? Not one?" He shook his head. "Not. A. Single. Kiss. We only exchanged kisses to the cheek or on the forehead. I once tried to but she moved back. I thought she wasn't ready for that yet ...I understood why she didn't want to later on." It made me feel very bad for Mick dealing with this kind of betrayal. That was one of the reasons why I didn't want to get in the game.

"I think this is why you don't really get in the game, right?" I look at Mick with his view away from mine. "You said you didn't believe in love, but could another reason be that you just don't want to feel hurt and betrayed?" He looks down at the same time I did. "Yeah, sadly," I begin trailing off. "Because what you experienced is what my mom had to back then." Mick turns around with collapsed look on his face. I did mention I have parents, but I never explained of having a stepdad.

"She never told me the reason why when I was only five at that time. I found out after she had a boyfriend who is now my stepdad. He's really loving, and I'm happy he's in my life. Back then, she came back home only to see my bastard of a father fucking another woman. That was one reason why I didn't want to step in. I was afraid it could happen to me too."

Arms came around my waist. Mick pulled me close to him and rests his head above mine. "I'm sorry after having to hear that, you believe this could happen to you as well." I wrap both my arms around his neck, moving closer, impending the empty space that was once there, gone. "But I know that'll never happen to you. Not a chance. That old man can go fuck himself for leaving someone to feel afraid after having to hear the worst, heartbreaking news they heard." A moment after he pulled back. I felt upset until he palms his hands between my face.

Blood came rushing down, leaving myself in a flustered mess. Mick noticed and let out a small chuckle. "Damn it," I muttered quietly and looked away from his eyes.

He took hold of my chin and soon rests his forehead against mine. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tease you. I'm kinda flustered myself." Whatever Mick had on, he's causing me a lot of damage. Is this how it feels? Not just in some platonic way, but in a romantic type of case. "So, how does it feel?" I slowly asked while looking down to prevent him from seeing my face.

"Once you experience it, you feel like it's one of the best things you could ever have." He moves back only to see my head hanging below. I felt his hand beneath my chin again as he pulls my view back to his. "There's no need to be afraid at this moment. Like I said, it'll never happen to you." I slowly nod at the same time he begins to lean closer.

He stops at an inch away from mine. Our foreheads touched again, his hand once under my chin now caressing one side of my cheek. I hesitated to grab his wrist for a while until I fought my thought to doing it. His thumb began to circle around my cheek, moving closer, almost touching my lips. My breath hitched for a moment where there came a point that I almost stopped breathing.

"After keeping this in my head for months, I gotta say that you're very gorgeous." I smile lightly and look away, feeling more flustered than I already had. "And you said that you never kissed anyone too, right?" I nod to his question.

"Why, what are you trying to say?" I chuckled but stopped until his thumb touched my lips. "May I be your first?"