Can You Keep A Secret?

Chapter Eighty-Five

-Mikey's POV-

The ride home was the opposite of the silent, tense atmosphere that we'd been living in lately. The music had been cranked up until the whole car was practically bopping to the beat – The radio was turned onto some early 2000's music station, and we sang and danced as best we could to "A Thousand Miles" as if we were a group of hyper energetic teenage girls.

"And I need you-" Rye reached out and grabbed Andy's arm.

"And I miss you-" I kissed Brooklyn's cheek.

"And now I woooonndeerrr..." We all belted out the lyrics in unison. "If I could fall, into the sky, do you think time would pass me by?" Brooklyn flopped against his seat, mimicking a fall, and then bounced back to life, jamming out once again. I couldn't help but smile – It was good to know that Brooklyn was back and better than ever.

I almost didn't want the ride to end when we got back to the flat, enjoying the high that goofing around with my best friends gave me. I hugged Liv to my side as the others dashed up the stairs, singing in falsettos and then shushing each other and bursting into giggles.

"Did you have a good day?" I asked her, kissing the top of her head.

"Mmm. Did you?" She replied.

"Definitely. Looks like Brooklyn's feeling better, as well."

"I'm glad. I hate seeing any of you guys upset."

"Awww, baby, I love how much you care," I crooned, my heart swelling up with love for her.

"Of course I do! You all are my world. Speaking of which...can we talk for a second/" She asked, pausing at the top of the stairs.

"What is it?" I asked, unable to hide the hint of concern that the statement caused to bubble up inside of me.

"Nothing bad, I promise," She said as we sat down and she grabbed both of my hands. "It's just...Go easy on Andy, okay? Neither of us view each other romantically, and he's been going through a rough time lately. I think that he needs all the friends that he can get." She looked up at me hopefully.

I thought back to what I'd said to him at the petrol station and a brief wave of guilt gripped me. But still...maybe Liv was sure that they only thought of each other as friends, but I wasn't so sure that Andy was. Either way, she was probably right – she was with most things – so I decided to trust that Andy would be a friends to me in return and not make a move on her.

"Anything for you, baby." I leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Are you feeling any better today?"

"A little." She smiled. "I think that, whatever this sickness is, it's finally starting to go away."

"I'm glad." And I was – I hated when something was making her sad or uncomfortable and there was nothing that I could do to fix it.

"Do you think we'll last forever?" I asked, blurting out what was on my mind.

"I can't see the future, so I don't know. But I do know that I love you now, and I think that, at the very least, you'll always have a piece of my heart." I gathered her in my arms, breathing her in.

"I am so lucky to have you. And I'll always be yours, for whatever you need me." I knew that there was the possibility that we could crash and burn, but, honestly, I couldn't see that ever happening. I had never been so in love with somebody before, and my feelings for her burned on and on, bringing passion and meaning into everything that I did.

"Date night soon?" I asked, missing having time with just the two of us together.

"As soon as possible," She agreed. The uncertainty I'd been feeling the past few days faded away – Despite what anyone else might think or feel, I was sure that nothing could ever come between us.