Ice Breaker.. Can I Get With You?

Every Night Is Another Story

I woke up and surprisingly I had no hangover and I felt great. I tried to get up but struggled against a sudden weight around waist. I followed the arm and came to look at Mike's sleeping face. He looked even more gorgeous when he slept, I smiled and laid back down. 

I was staring at the ceiling, when memories of last night flooded my mind. I felt the tears coming as I remembered Brodie and the stupid game. I felt the tears falling freely and I let them. I was so weak when it came to Brodie.. but that is gonna stop. I was going to make myself forget him and my feelings. I was going to move on. I looked over and Mike grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. I felt calmer now... happy even. 

Mike. He was always there. Even when he wasn't around he was still there for me. When Jesse hurt me, Mike was there. Not Brodie. I was going to move on to Mike. I had to move on Brodie doesn't care and he never will. 

But what if he's afraid? A voice said in my head. I sighed.. afraid of what? I am not that girl that'd hurt him... if anything he'd hurt me... and I wasn't going to let that happen. Mike was the only guy other than Jesse that had gotten me to bring down the walls I had took forever to build. My guard was forever up. No one can change that. 

I sat up and shook Mike awake.

"Mike.. Mike wake up.. please.." My voice broke with every word, my vision was suddenly blurred and I knew I was going to cry... again. He stirred and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He looked up and grinned at me, when he saw my face he frowned and had me in his arms in no time. I felt so at ease and I knew everything would be okay. 

"Payton what are you thinking?"

"I-I d-don't know.. I want to be over him Mike.. I'm tired of him having power over me.. please Mike help me get over him." I cried into his shoulder, he sat there silent. I looked up and he had a distant look on his face. 

"Payton.. will you go out with me?" I smiled and nodded. His lips were twitching and I knew he wanted to grin. I was so glad he asked me. Mike would be my new boy... who knows I could fall in love Mike. 

"Want to go make ourselves some breakfast?"

"Sure but let me change so I look as good as you do," I said looking at the t-shirt I had stolen from Mike. He laughed and I raised my eyebrows giving him a 'shut-up-before-I-slap-you' look. Seeing my face he quickly sobered up.

"Payton your beautiful and I think my t-shirt looks way better on you than it does me," he said with a wink. I blushed and got up off the bed. Mike stood up and I couldn't help but look at his muscles. I snapped my eyes away when he cleared his throat. 

Damn I was caught. I looked down sheepishly but didn't expect Mike to put his fingers under my chin and make me look at him. I looked into his blue eyes and I saw pure bliss. I closed my eyes and brought my lips to Mikes. He took over the kiss quite quickly and soon we were back on the bed having a mini make out session. His kiss was so sweet and calm.. not like Brodies kiss.. that kiss was filled with need and hunger.

Stop it Payton. You will not like Brodie any more.

Yes you will. That annoying little voice said.

No I won't now shut up!

You still like Brodie.. just admit it.

God who knew my subconsious could be such a bitch. I thought. I pulled away from Mike and grabbed his hand. We walked into the kitchen like that, and I couldn't help feeling joyful. Everyone was still asleep, or so I thought when I looked at the island table I saw Brodie. He had a murderous look on his face as he looked between Mike and me to our hands and then finally at thte shirt I was wearing. I suddenly felt wrong as I seen hurt and anger cross his perfect features... but I was going to be strong. 

"Morning Brodie!" I grimced at how cheery my voice sounded. 

"M-morning Payton." 

"How was your night any puck bunnies get a lucky ticket?" 

"No.. uhm what's going on with you two?" 

"Oh we were going to make ourselves some breakfast then go out." 

*

I was just stepping out of the shower headed to my room, when I heard hushed voices. Curiosity got the best of me and I walked towards the door that I realized as Brodies.

"Brodie stop that!"

"Come on babe, you know you like it." 

"Brodie what if some hears us?" 

"It's fine everyone is sleeping."

I stopped dead in my tracks. I felt a pang in my cheast and a lump formed in my throat. I knew who Brodie was with.. but I really wished I hadn't .. it was like I got punched in the stomach... he was with Ally. I turned and ran into my room. I slammed the door. When I turned to face Mike I fabricated my hurt with a smile.

"Hey ready to go?" 

"Yeah are you?" I nodded and opened the door.

*

Mike and I had spent the day at a park, and we went to a movie. He was so sweet and I had forgotten about Brodie completely. That was until we pulled up to Jennas place again. I reluctantly got out of Mikes truck, and walked inside. Mike grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile. I walked in with a grin on my face. We laid on the couch, everyone was gone but Jenna left a note saying her, Tyler, Alex, and Kiana went on a double date. I was beginning to feel a whole lot better. 

"Payton your crazy if you think Pittsburgh is a better team than Philadelphia."

"They are! You know it Mike just admit I'm right." 

Mike sighed and he rolled on top of me. He started to tickle me. I was screaming and laughing so hard I didn't even here the door open. I looked over and saw a very angry looking Brodie. What was his problem? 

"Hey Brodie!" Me and Mike smiled at Brodie. He was just glaring daggers at his friend. Mike's smiled dropped and he got off me. I looked at him confused.

"I better get going.. Payton I had a great time. We will surely have to go out another time." I nodded and Mike winked walking out the door. Once he was gone, I walked past Brodie. I was stopped by a tight grip on my wrist.

"Ow! Brodie let go your hurting me!" I stared at him disbelieving, What the fuck is his problem!?

"Payton you don't really like Mike do you?" 

"Yeah acctually I do. Why do you care?" 

"Because I know Mike. He's a player, don't trust him Payton." 

Anger boiled inside me. Who was he to say Mike was a player and couldn't be trusted! I turned around and glared at him.

"Who are you to talk Brodie? I heard you with Ally, this morning," Brodie let go of my arm and guilt flashed in his eyes. "Yeah that's what I thought, and anyway it's not your choice who I go out with.. and Mike is the only guy I trust. He's always been there. If anyone can't be trusted and is a player it's you!" 

I looked at him one last time and he looked hurt. Guilt washed over me.. maybe I was to harsh. No he deserved that. I walked up to my room and blasted my music. Sorry by Jonas Brothers was playing and I felt so crappy I played every sad song I had. 

stop feeling sorry for yourself Payton, you always say people always leave.. is it really that they always leave or does Payton always push them away? That annoying voice whispered. 

I turned the music down and laid my head on the pillow. I felt my eyes grow heavy and I was fianlly able to sleep.