The Monkees: preferences and imagines

Imagine: Micky

Y/N =Your name

"Y/N!" Mother called
"Yeah?" I responded.
"Can you get dinner?" She asked.
"I guess yeah" I replied.
She handed me some money and as I waved good bye and blew a kiss, I wondered what I should get for dinner? I just decided to get some burgers and walked to a food cart to get a couple burgers. As I began To walk up to the food cart I noticed a boy near by. He looked so familiar then I realized it was Micky! Micky was my best friend since 5th grade. I also had the hots for him. I smiled and waved for him to come over.
"Hey y/n!" He smiled
"Hey Mick!" I laughed
I was next to order so I did but before I could he asked
"Hey Um... y/n" He said shyly
"Yeah?"
"Well... I've been thinking and... I..I.." he chocked "I like you" he spit out.
My eyes widen with shock. Was he joking? I hoped not.
"Uh... sorry" he broke the silence that was there for a bit.
"Micky... I like you too" I replied.
He grinned widely and then I heard the guy at the burger cart say,
"Aw. That's cute but are you guys going to order something?"
"Oh yeah" I giggled.
We ordered s few burgers and he walked home with me. It felt like a few seconds that I arrived on my porch. We stood there for a second until his lips pressed against mine.