The Babysitter- A Mike Dirnt Fan Fic

Prom

"You can't take me, even if you are graduated, you have to be a descendant from the high school" He waves a hand, and brings me close to him.

"I am a descendant, I went there back in the day, therefore there's no reason I can't take you" Shit, what would people at school say?

"Okay, then it's a date, I guess" I give into him, and he gives me a fist pump.

Now everyone's gonna now my secret boyfriend, great.

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"You look...wow!" I blush, crossing my arms for having to wear a dress, and point down at my sneakers.

"I added my own touch" I shrug at him, and he laughs, taking my arm as my mom pretends to wipe away a tear.

"God, lets just go already and get it over with" He smiles, and drives to the dance, leading me in and already getting eyes on us.

I see Roxanne Summers approaching, and literally start to pray.

"Iris, who's your hot date?" Roxanne eyes him up and down, and he wraps a tight arm around my waist.

"I'm Mike, the hot date, who the hell are you?" Mike starts to be a smartass, and I stifle a laugh.

She backs don quickly, but shake it off, and tucks hair behind her ear.

"I'm Roxanna Summers, Iris' friend" I shake my head.

"Acquaintances" I correct, and she smiles a "whatever".

"I like your shoes" Roxanne compliments sarcastically, Mike dragging me away before I can get in an argument with her.

As soon as he's dragged us away, a group of guys approach.

"I haven't seen you around before, you look like a football player, you should try out for the team. I'm Nathan Hargreaves, Tom Hargreaves is my father" He brags, one of the typical jocks.

"I don't play ball" He hisses back, moving us in the opposite direction.

"Iris! How are you? I missed you Saturday, the party was no fun without you!" One of the "little Miss Popular's" says, sticking her lip out.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" She gives me a stupid look, and makes eyes at Mike.

"Iris, don't play stupid" I shake my head.

"Sorry, I don't even know your name. You should probably get back to your date and leave mine alone" I nod while I talk, giving her all kinds of hints, and she pouts, stomping away in her platform heels.

"Okay, you were right. This is a disaster, wanna continue the prom party at my house?" I nod, and he rescues me, taking me out before any more predators can try and pounce on us.

He puts me in the car, and starts to drive in silence.

I decide to break it.

"You look nice in your tux thingy" He laughs when I say "tux thingy", and I chuckle too.

"Thanks. I think you looked nicer than any of those girls in there, even if you are wearing sneakers instead of heels" I smile, and he pulls in his driveway.

I didn't really like wearing dresses that well, but the dress that my mom picked wasn't completely hideous.

It was tight, making me look like I had some chest to show off, and short, showing off my legs. The long sleeves were lace, and the whole dress was black. Okay, so I actually kinda loved it. Despite the fact that it came halfway up my thighs and wasn't even close to my knees.

"Now we can party" He grabs my hand, taking me inside as he laughs, and closing the door after us, taking some booze out of the fridge.

He puts it on the counter, and hands me a beer.

We drink one together, and start to goof off, dancing in the middle of the kitchen.

He turned the stereo on, blasting the music, and I stood on the table, doing whatever god knows what. I probably looked like a dancing monkey, but I was having fun.

More beers are empty an hour later, and we're both sweating from jumping around all over the place.

We're laughing uncontrollably, and I try to catch my breath, sitting on the table with my legs hanging over the edge. I start to untie my shoes, and throw them to the side.

I fan myself because I'm sweating, and he's giggling as he comes over to me.

We both start to laugh, and he forces himself between my legs, hugging me for a second.

"You look so pretty" He giggles, making me blush as he goes in for a kiss.

We kiss for a minute, and when we pull away, we're not giggling, and seriousness plays in both of our expressions. We both just stare at each other for a minute, until I smile, and pull him back to me with another kiss.

He wraps his arms around my back, and pulls me into him more, my legs wrapping around his waist.

He chuckles into our kiss as he grabs my butt, supporting me as I can feel him start to walk.

Our kiss never breaks, and I can hear him climbing the stairs, almost tripping once.

Our tongues fight together, and he claims my mouth, winning the battle between us. 

My back hits the comfortable softness of the mattress, and I push his jacket off his shoulders, hearing it crumple to the floor.

He pulls away to take off his tie, and unbuttons his shirt, throwing it off too.

I get up, pulling my hair to one side, and put my back to him so he can unzip my dress.

He does so slowly, tugging it down, and pushing the sleeves off of me.

I step out of it, and turn around to face him, both of us wearing smiles.

His eyes light up, and he takes a deep breath.

"Tonight's the night, isn't it?" I nod, and he smiles larger.

Our mouths take hold of each other again, and I work on the button of his pants.

He steps out of them, and lifts me up again, putting me down on the bed, hovering over me.

Soon we're both naked, and I'm shaking because I'm scared.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" I nod, taking some breaths, and he does too, starting to position himself.

I close my eyes, and a dull pain fills my entire body. It doesn't hurt as bad as I thought it would, though it does hurt a little, and a whine leaves my throat.

"Do you want me to stop?" He does anyways, but I shake my head no.

"No, it just....it hurts" He sighs, and nods, slowly starting again.

He gradually goes faster, and soon it feel one million percent better.

He puts his hands on my stomach, steadying himself as he thrusts, making the bed shake and me moan.

My name sounding like this, coming from him, was beautiful. But it couldn't last for forever, and soon we were both exhausted anyways.

I laid squirming, breathing heavy, and he pulled the blanket over us, grabbing his shirt, and putting it over my head so I could wear it.

We pull on our underwear, and lay next to each other, starting to smile.