Micky's POV
I still can't believe that I'm actually in love with Timm.
He's actually mine.
Is this real?
Am I...am I dreaming?
I was snapped out of my gaze but none other than the one making me zone out in the first place. Timm.
"What's wrong, Micky?"
"Wha?"
"I was talking to you and you weren't answering."
"Oh. I was?"
"Yah."
"What were you thinking about? Hmmm???"
"N-nothing. " I'm already together with this guy but he still makes me self-conscious.
"Is it meeee????"
"N-no. Of course not."
"It iiiis!!!!!!"
"....What gave it away?"
"I've been your best friend for nearly twelve years! I'm pretty sure I will know when you're lying or not! Soooo what about me were you thinking about?"
"I just can't believe that I'm actually here. With you."
"Well, believe it!" He says and kisses my cheek. I start to blush, a lot.
"Aww!!! You're so cute! I should make you blush more often!" He says as he leans in closer.
"O-oi!" Was all I could mutter at the situation I was in. I blush even more as he removes the distance between us. He moves his lips toward mine and starts kissing me. He pulls me in closer and cups my face with his hand while the other around my waist. I start ruffling his hair and kiss him back. I could feel him smiling. He lets go and all I could do was look down at the floor.
"Just so cute."
"T-thanks." I say then hear the door open. I look over to see Alyssa.
"Did I....I'll just come back later."
"No. It's-it's fine. Come in." I say and move away from Timm.
"How did you get in?" Timm asks.
"That's one of the reasons why I was here. I was knocking on the door but no one answered. I thought that no one was here...you left your keys in my apartment." She says and hands me my keys.
"Oh! Thanks!..Now what was that other reason you came?"
"Oh right! I just wanted you to help me with the Math homework we had."
"Sure! It is Saturday after all."
"Thank you!!!"
"You're welcome!"
"Wanna grab some ice cream when you're done?" Timm says.
"Oh yah!!! Ice cream Saturday!!!" I say out of pure excitement.
"What's "Ice cream Saturday"?"
"Every Saturday, we would always buy ice cream. That practically it. It just sort of became a tradition." Timm says
"Oh wow. Were you like ten at the time this thing was created?"
"Nine."
"Close enough!"
"So you wanna join?"
"Yes!"
"Can we bring Astrid along? I miss her. She's like a little sister to me!" I ask, pleadingly. Ever since I've been tutoring Astrid, I've gotten really close to her and luckily for her, I'm not that bad of a tutor. Her grades have improved. A LOT.
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My Stupid Little Life
Novela JuvenilThis is the story of a girl named Mickaella Jennes. Her mom is dead, her dad abuses her and her one and only best friend has become a jerk. She has two wonderful older siblings but other than that, her good grades and average looks, her life is horr...