Written for
@fireaussie
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Playlist live was in less than three hours, and me and Mikey just arrived in Orlando two hours ago. That left me little time to get ready and while getting ready Mikey would not leave me alone. He kept tickling me or squeezing my sides. But that's something that we always do we like to have physical contact with each other, to feel each other's skin and get the other bothered. Although we've never been intimate, well...there was that one time when..
"Destiny!! Hurry up I wanna get there early to avoid anyone that I, well we don't like!"
Okay then weirdo, he's probably talking about my ex, Cameron. We were good while it lasted but him and his best friend, Nash stopped taking so he was upset and put relationship faltered. Which sucked donkey balls at the time but it was by far one of the most amazing things that has ever happened to me. If we hadn't broken up me and Mikey wouldn't be together.
Oh yeah I guess I should reply 💁🏻💁🏻💁🏻
"Yeah! I'll be down in a second babe!!"
Scurrying to my closet I crouch down to grab my converse, yes they are a huge contrast to my tight black dress. Oh! My dress you don't even understand how gorgeous it is! Okay maybe I'm exaggerating a bit but I just feel so good about it.
As I'm leaving the room my sneakers now on I look in the mirror one more time. My dress stops a little below my thigh, the material silky all black no sequins, fancy prints, animal skins, nothing. The sleeves are long bunching up a bit at the wrists do to my ridiculously short arms. The material on the sleeves is completely made of lace. My lips are a bold red and my eyes are natural a little mascara and brown eyeshadow. I curled my hair which was something I usually don't do but I figured tonight's a big night for my boyfriend I should try and look my best for him.
Rushing out the door and down the stairs I see Mikey at the bottom and jump onto his arms kissing his cheek. Uh-oh.. You see Houston we have a problem. Mikey's cheek has a bright red lipstick mark slapped on it. Oh well it'll show that Kearny girl who's boss. Yeah I know she wants my man! Not gonna happen. Yes I see what you may be thinking Destiny a lipstick mark is not gonna show Curtain who's boss and you're right but..well I don't really have anything to say to that.
Before I know it Mikey's grabbing my hand, intertwining it with his and pulling us out of the room into his car. (Idk if Mikey drives or not but just go along with it if he doesn't)
My fingers tap the table as the loud voices of people boom throughout the room. Mikey left a little while ago to get us drinks and hasn't come back. Now that I think of it it's been more than a little while it's been like ten minutes. I should get him see what's wrong. I stand up pushing through the crowd of people to confront him as to how it takes so damn long to pour a drink. As I start to see two people in front of the beverage table my vision is blurred. Someone stepped infront of me. And out of all people guess who it is.
"Hi Cameron."
"Hi Destiny"
Oh god this is awkward like really awkward. Not the I just farted infront of my crush. The I'm standing infront of my ex boyfriend trying to teach my now boyfriend but I can't because this brick won't move out of my way! You got me?
"I have to go Cameron I'm sorry"
"No I understand it's just that.."
Before he can finish I'm zooming past him to the punch table where there's gonna be quite a few punches. (eh eh see what I did there) Standing before me is an obnoxiously giddy curvy and a flirtatious Mikey. Together. You've got to be fucking kidding me.
Mikes hand twirls a strand of her hair and my head shatters the anger that a felt a second ago no longer boiling. Why?
Walking up to them I see two drinks in Mikey's hand. Figuring one was for me I grab it out of his hand. "Oh babe! I didn't see you there"
O of course you didn't you were to blinded by slut. Alright the angers back I can deal with this. I start to walk away but then turn back around swaying my hips as seductively as possible my dress riding up a bit.
"Oh babe did you forget I don't like punch" I speak before lifting my cup and putting the drink upon his head. I hadn't noticed but everyone in the room was looking. Grabbing the cup in his other hand I turned around and poured it on top of toilet seats head and spoke,
"I really don't like you." My lips lifted into a grin as I sauntered away. But once I reached the doors the sadness took over again and sons shook my body.
Thanks dickwad
