More Than Friends

Mike the sandstorm and Will the runner

TW: Just Mileven in general

~ El's Pov~

I sit down on Mike's lap, I kinda trip which leads me to bitting his lip.

Great going El, just go back together and you're already bitting.

Shut up me, it was soft it's not like it hurt or anything. But It must've hurt because he bite much harder. Then he slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was a terrible kiss, Mike hasn't really been good at kissing but it's the thought that counts. I guess... His warm tongue encapsles mine. It feels like a never ending battle between tongues. His tongue begins to quiver. HAHA, i've won! But now I feel something warm trickle down my lip. I mean me and Mike are going at it pretty intensely right now so I can't tell if it's his spit or not. Except now my mouth tastes like metal, thanks Mike. Max could do better than this.

" Mike, I'm bleeding." I mumble trying to get his tongue off mine. He slowly pulls away clearly anoyed.

" Yeah you are." He says with no care in the world. Pushes me off his lap and grabbs a paper towel before proceding to wet it.

Damn Mike you could at least pretend to care.

Hey, conscience El we do not curse! But I completely agree.

He walks back over to me and puts the towel up to my lip. He says, " Is that okay?"

So now you want to care? " Yeah that's fine."

We stand in silence as he continues to hold the towel to my lip. " I-I think it stopped bleeding." He says, taking the paper towel from my lip and throwing it away. I walk to the mirror. Ehh it looks fine, nothing too noticable.

" We should uh head back to the party, they must be worried for us." I blurt. I didn't mean to say it, I really want this moment to continue.

" Yeah..." Mike responds. He walks out the bathroom and holds the door open for me. He still seems disappointed so I give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

We make our way back over to the group only to find that max has left. " Where's Max?" I ask as the group turns to me. Dustins eyes squint as they switch between Mike and I. Mike then me, Mike then me, before they finally rest on Lucas. They share a look before turning back to me. " So are you gonna answer my question or keep looking at me like I have horns?'' I ask sarcastically.

" We had a little incident so Max went home. Why were you gone for so long?" Lucas questions.

" Why does that matter to you." Mike raps his arm around me as he says that.

" An eye for an eye man." Lucas remarked, locking eyes with Mike.

" We had a little incident and so we had to talk." Mike said grimly. He took as step towards Lucas. Lucas took a step towards him. Holy crap things are about to go down. They progressively get closer until mike is staring dead into Lucas' eyes.

" Stop okay this isn't funny guys. Let's just go home alright? We can meet up at lunch tomorrow." Dustin exclaimed as he grabbed his stuff, taking Lucas' hand in his. " You two need to figure it out. Mike, you are acting like a goddamn sandstorm! And Lucas you're just being plain rude! We are a team and we will stick that way, thanks!" Said Dustin in a passive tone and his finger wagging between them. Then he shoved past Mike and stormed out the arcade. He grabbed his bike and off he went with Lucas.

I can't believe Max went home without saying anything. I mean even if she did I wouldn't have heard her. And Mike wouldn't like her interrupting us...

" Well fuck.'' Mike says. He puts his arm around my shoulders.