The Monkees: preferences and imagines

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"I'll just stick to being alone, I just don't feel the same way towards you. You are attractive, but you are not the most attractive person in the world." Micky had spoke to you quietly in the rain.
Tears fell down your face at the harsh comment and what more was the cruel rain, feeling like needles on your face. The darkness surrounded you and Micky with trees waving in heartbreak, and clouds hiding any sight of a single star.
As you were about to speak to him nothing came out.

"Cut!" The director screeched.
The makeup crew quickly approached you and Micky to fix whatever had been messed up by the equipment.
"Y/n, are you alright?" Micky asked.
"I'm okay, why do you ask?" You replied hoping he'd say something along the lines of because 'I care about you deeply.'
"Well you forgot your line, hon." He chuckled.
Yeah, that makes sense too.
"Sorry I've just been a mess as of lately. I'm hoping this movie will help out with the bills and if I'm lucky I can keep a little left over from whatever I get." You admitted while the crew fixed your hair.
The director spoke up,
"Alright everyone, that's it for today we'll pick up at the same scene tomorrow"
You just sighed and smiled at Micky and continued to walk to the back and get ready to leave, but before you could walk off, Micky tapped on your shoulder and instantly invited you in with his eyes as you turned around.
"I don't know why I haven't said anything before but I really enjoy your company and our talks."
He professed.
What do you say? Rose colored cheeks emerged and you weren't quite sure what to say. He could just be friendly, I mean you have to be at least civil if you're working together.
You began to open your mouth,
"Micky, I-"
"Micky, you said filming ended at 11pm, it's 2am!"
Shouted Micky's girlfriend.
That's another thing. He's got a girlfriend.

Part two perhaps??