I Swear || Mikey Fusco Fanfic

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Looking back at all of this and the escalation of it all, I wonder what would of went on with Stella and I if I didn't tell her that day that I was in love with her. Also, that everything that happened could've been prevented.
That's the past though. I don't like visiting there a lot unless there's a point. Now, there is a point. So I will be visiting there. I guess I should pick up from the day I decided to tell Wyatt about the breakup.

"Man, its just a girl. There's plenty of them that are gonna come along. I wouldn't sweat it if I were you. " Wyatt said this while stretching out his back.

Wyatt was the kind of guy that hooks up with a different girl at a random party every weekend. I guess he's a prime example of the term fuckboy.

"Wyatt, I'm not like you. Plus, you've never even been in an actual relationship, you're the last person I should be accepting advice from right now." I sat back on his couch while readjusting my snapback.

"I so have been in an actual relationship!" Wyatt shouted.

"Bro, no you have not." I waved him off.

"What about Lisa? Peyton? Tina?"

"What are those the names of the last three girls you hooked up with?" I raised an eyebrow at him and chuckled as he broke down into a laugh.

"Okay fine, maybe I'm not the most qualified person you should be talking to right now, but you still are talking to me about this so I think you should at least consider what I have to say."

"What is it?" I questioned him.

"Go out to a couple of football games, parties. Put yourself out there, have a good time and let everyone know you're available. You don't know what kind of girls you'll have the chance to meet." I stared at him blankly. "Hey, theres this great party going on.." He checked his watch "..Right about now actually down at the dock on the west side of town. You my friend, are coming with me."

Next thing I knew, there was a red solo cup in my hand and two girls talking to me. I didn't really wanna be in that situation at that point. I didn't wanna be drunk. I didn't wanna talk to any girls. I wanted to be laying in bed with Stella. But I wasn't. Nor was ever going to have the chance to do so again. So I said "Fuck it." and then I found myself chugging a beer while standing in the middle of a dancing crowd all screaming and shouting and living.

I rushed out of the crowd to get my next beer. I had no idea what number this was since I stopped counting after five beers.

"My names Kaitlyn, but I'd love for you to call me Katie." A petite girl with reddish brownish hair said while winking at me.

"Hey, I'm Mikey." I responded as I tilted against the wall behind me.

"Katie and Mikey. Has a nice ring to it." She smiled.

I just nodded my head slightly.

She gripped my shoulders and kissed me.

To be quite honest with you, I don't know what happened next. I can't remember. Whether I did anything with her or not is all unknown to me.

And from that night forward that's how most things were. Just a drunk blur that I added to the collection of my other drunk blurs. Missing pieces and forgotten names were the recurring themes in my life for a very long time period. Until one night, that drunk blur suddenly became a sober clarity.

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