One Heart, With two Owner's

Thirteen

Once again I'm really sorry for not updating  ;-;  seriously the show I'm watching is really good. And I had no idea how to put this chapter together so here's me being lazy piece 💩

After the movie I sat there staring at the TV. Well, my heart was racing, I'm sweaty. And I ALMOST grabbed Mike, but I did scoot closer to him. I looked at everyone else on the couch. Jeremy look just as horrified as I was, I dunno, I guess Fritz was fine...? Mike was actually laughing how dumb the characters were.

"Okay, now who wants Vodka?" Mike stood up from the couch and opened the fridge.

"I never drank before in my life!" I announced proudly.

Mike gave me an awkward look. "Whhaaattt?" I only shrugged while making a duck face. The pillow fell on the floor. "I think..." Mike said as he poured a glass and walked over to me, "you should try some." I picked up the pillow and quickly set it behind me. He held out a glass full of vodka. I hesitated for a second but took it. He looked at me. I quickly averted my eyes. I could practically feel him watching my every move... Well he is in front of me but still. My body started to heat up.

"Uhh.... Mike don't ya think you're being a bit pushy?" Mike lifted his glass up to his mouth and shook his head.

"Nah."

"Jeremy don't you think Mike is being a bit pushy to his girlfriend -- friend... Girl?"

Jeremy only shrugged in response.

"Whatever, cmon it's not bad, Andrea."

THE PRESSURE IS REAL!

"And drunk.... Drunk and pushy?" Fritz said quietly while looking me then to Mike. I shrugged. My face was only getting warmer.

Mike plopped down next to me and put his arm around my shoulder. My eyes widened and-... There it was. A big spark. I felt a big shiver down my spine. 

"Hey wait...." Mike grabbed my chin and moved my face towards him, like really close... My face started to burn up. "Have I ever told you how cute you are?"

"Um...." He was inching closer to me. My heart raced faster each  second.

"Aaaand that's enough." Fritz got up and grabbed Mike's shoulders and yanked him to get up. "Ya know I've never seen him drunk before." Fritz scratched his head whilst pinning Mike. "MY FATTY POWERS CANNOT MAKE YOU-.... move?"

"F-Fritz I think you're hurting him." Jeremy stood up. I still held the glass in my hand. The voices around me slowly faded....

It's not that bad, Andrea.

Aren't you cute?

Have I ever told you how cute you are?

I stared hard at the glass, memory's pouring back into my head. "Only at my first day...." I say mindlessly, still staring at the glass. I was talking as if I was answering Mike's .... Kinda ish question.

"What?" I hear Fritz' voice and I slightly jump.

Back here....

"What."

"I'm not gonna ask. But anyways Mike passed out on the floor and he should be up in about... Ehh, and hour?"

"He wakes fast." Jeremy added.

"Hm... Okey." I reply quietly. I stare at Mike.