Mileven - More Than Pretty

~Chapter Five~ Happily Ever After

Sunday Afternoon

Mike's P.O.V

Dustin puts his stomach before his head sometimes, but he definitely has a knack for good 

ideas, and his recent one is my new favorite. A "private snowball." What can top that anyway?

Well, maybe a few things. That's besides the point though. Nancy is all for this. I guess I never

really realized how badly she yearned to have a younger sister who she could actually dress up. 

The two of them are out right now shopping to find, quoting Nancy, "a dress suitable for a 

princess." This whole thing was supposed to be a bit more casual, but I don't think Nancy got 

the memo when I told her about it. I'll let them have their moment. El deserves this. 

At Bell's - (the random name I gave to the dress shop)

Nancy's P.O.V

Getting to shop with El for normal clothes was one thing, but dress shopping is a different story.

A story making some dreams of mine come true. Let's just say I always thought my mom had

Holly a little too late. El is a great "sister" though and definitely does the job. For someone 

who has been through so much, as Mike tells me, she doesn't seem like it. She has just 

the same glee about being in a fancy dress store for the first time that I did when I was 

her age. Those were the good days when I wasn't caught between two boys. 

Let me just tell you, I'm still technically with Steve, yet I feel like he's over me. I'm losing him and

Jonathan is just becoming more appealing. 

"Nancy?," Eleven calls. I hadn't even realized she had made it to the other side of the store already. 

"I really like this one," she says as I walk over. She had pointed out a couple other things to me

earlier, but this one has her all giddy and such. I have a feeling this is it.

"Why don't you go try it on?" I tell her. She brightens up as if I've just given her "permission"

and nearly skips to get behind the curtain of the dressing room. It makes me think about that 

story Mike told me once where she tried to change in front of all the boys and I find myself

chuckling. My laughter ceases when she steps out. El always looks good, but this is something

else. She does a little twirl, adorably. 

"Will Mike like it?" she questions. Her face softens too.

"If he doesn't, I think I'll have to kill him," I responded, jokingly.

Her expression goes hard. I tend to forget how seriously she takes things.

"I don't mean that...I'll I'm saying is that he better like it and I don't see why he wouldn't," I have to explain.

"Nancy," she starts again. I nod for her to continue.

"Why does my tummy go crazy when I'm with Mike," she asks.

My eyebrows have probably shot up to the top of my forehead and I grin so widely my face hurts.

"Uh, well...That means you like him...Has he talked to you regarding that?"

"Yeah. He said I'm someone he likes before he put his face on mine," she says.

My eyes have widened even more. Mike never told me he kissed her. Holy crap.

"That's called kissing," I proceed to tell her. 

"I liked it, I think," she adds on.

I am about to explode. This is too much.

"Okay. Just make sure you guys don't do it too much," I gulp. That might not have been the best thing to say.

Before she can ask why, I have her change back into her outfit for the day and we start to head 

home. She's smiling again, so I hope that means I said the right thing.

At Mike's House

Mike's P.O.V

When El and Nance, come in they have a light blue bag to hold on to from Bell's. I can feel my

stomach do a flip, knowing that I'll be seeing El in that dress pretty soon. I wonder what color it is and all that jazz.

 Until then, we have to get her ready for school. My Mom got all the paper work done today, so 

she'll be going with me tomorrow. I hope she find a friend of some sort. Of course, I want to be 

around her all the time, but she shouldn't be limited to the boys and I when it comes to 

friendships. With relationships, she is limited to me. Maybe I'm a bit too protective or jealous 

occasionally. I have a right to be that way though. I mean, have you seen her? I'm worried about 

Troy more than anything. If he even dares to lay a finger on her, I swear, I might finish that fight I 

started with him. At least I don't have to pay any careful attention to the boys when it comes to 

El. I know none of them would ever be interested in her, anyway, right? It's pretty easy to see we

have something. I like her and as far as I know, she likes me. End of story. Happily ever after. 

Author's Note-

I currently want to hit myself in the head with a brick because I'm late updating. I'm so sorry and I've got to get better at this. I didn't have time to proof read. I really wanted to get this up. Therefore, I apogize for any mistakes in this. The "time point of view" is crazy right now. I'm trying to figure it out, so stick with me. Thank you for all your support. It's amazing this already has 150 reads. I love you all and make sure to leave your suggestions or theories below! I love reading them and will try to respond.  <3

-Sophia