BROKEN ➵ Future Mileven (Completed)

fourteen.

➵CHAPTER FOURTEEN
'is that a hickey?'
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three weeks later...

el's eyes fluttered open, the bright sun hitting her face. she sighed and rubbed her eyes.

she looked back, finding her freckled boy in deep sleep, lightly snoring.

'her freckled boy' yeah, that's right. a few weeks back mike asked her to be his girlfriend, in a pretty goofy way. he was stuttering most of the time. he was really nervous.

it was cute.

she had to help him out, and when she said yes, el grinned as she saw how his pale cheeks turned red as tomatoes.

funny how he got so nervous and bubbly around her.

el started unwrapping his arms, that were tightly around her waist, but mike unconsciously tightened his grip. she smiled.

"mike", she whispered, "it's late".

mike groaned.

"stay" he whined, bringing her closer to his chest.

el giggled.

"i'll be heading downstairs, okay?"

he sighed.

"fine" he groaned, letting her go.

once she was about to stand up, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down, face to face with him.

she sighed.

"mike-"

"where's my morning kiss?"

a faint smirk grew on her lips.

"downstairs" she said.

mike pouted.

el rolled her eyes and pecked his lips quickly before standing up.

"that wasn't a kiss!"

she rolled her eyes as she stepped out of the room, heading downstairs.

"morning, el!", nancy said, "ready for your first day of high school?"

el sat down and placed her elbows on the kitchen table. she sighed.

"i don't know, nance, what if i'm not good enough?"

nancy sat down in front of her, grabbing el's hands.

"you've done great these past months learning at home, i'm sure you'll do just fine" she smiled.

"but what if they don't like me? what if they make fun of me? of my style? of my short hair?"

nancy scoffed.

"don't think about that! you already have amazing friends that'll be by your side all day long!", she said, "besides, i hear you have a pretty protective boyfriend" she winked.

el giggled.

"maybe your right" el bit her lip, looking down at their connected hands.

"of course i am"

nancy's gaze now focused on el's neck. she furrowed her eyebrows.

"what?" el now furrowed her eyebrows too.

nancy pushed back some of el's short hair, to reveal a small dark mark on her neck. el quickly covered it up with her hand, her eyes widening.

a smirk grew on nancy's lips.

"el, is that... a hickey?"

"what? no. no." she fake laughed.

nancy lifted her eyebrows. el looked at her for a quick second before looking anywhere else but the girl in front of her, not wanting to see her reaction.

"maybe" she mumbled.

nancy laughed.

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omg that ending sucked. thank ya'll for your daily support and for your comments, it truly means so much <3 i'm sorry if this was a short chapter, but next will be longer, and it'll be up tmrw!
also, there's a few more chapters left, but this story is slowly coming to an end...
-b