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december 10th, 1990
victoria's point of view
i smiled,'i would love to, mike'
then, as we both smiled, we also found ourselves leaning in to each other's faces
as our lips touched, it formed a sweet and sugary taste among our lips
there were as many ways to describe that short, but sweet kiss as there were snowflakes in a snowstorm
all of a sudden, i heard the front door swing open, and steve yell,'i'm home!'
'guess it's time to meet my brother, mike' i mumbled under my breath
'here goes nothing' mike commented as we both got up and out of my room
we met steve in the living room, and based off the vibe we were getting from him, he seemed like he was in a good mood
'hey steve' i said to him, grabbing his attention
'hey victo- ooh who's this young fella?' he asked, looking at mike
'this is mike, my uh- boyfriend' i said
steve nodded and introduced himself to mike,'whats up, mike? i'm steve, vic's older brother'
'hi, steve, my name is mike, mike wheeler' mike answered nice and politely
steve laughed a little bit, not at mike though,'well, mr wheeler, as long as you don't hurt my little sister, i see no reason not to beat you up'
i could tell steve was joking, but mike?
not so much
i nudged mike a little bit to show him that steve was joking and he got the hint and laughed with steve stiffly for a couple of seconds before steve suggested that mike and i went out for a milkshake at the diner in town
'i mean, if you want to mike, we could go?' I asked mike, patiently waiting for his response to the question
'it would be my treat to go with you, victoria' he said with a smile
steve grabbed an apple from the fridge and told us,'alright kiddos, you two should head out before the curfew, even though its in four hours, so get going! i'll drive you both to the diner and then you two can walk home after that. mike, you staying for dinner?'
both me and mike shot each other a glance and then mike nodded,'that'd be great, and thank you for driving us'
after the diner, mike and victoria walked back to vic's house and hung out for a few hours. dustin called victoria and mike letting them know that he couldn't hang out with them that night. as it began to get dark, and the curfew started, they decided that mike would spend the night. steve had agreed to it because he knew mike was a good kid, unlike richie tozier. it's currently 9:50 pm and mike and vic had just gone to bed
'is the mattress on the floor comfy enough for you, giggles?'
'sure is, it's really nice that i could stay here, apple'
'it's nice you wanted to, mike. you're a great person'
'you make me a great person, apple'
darkness filled the room, but it was clear that we were both smiling
a few minutes passed, and none of us had said a word,
i whispered,'mike? are you awake?'
i heard some shuffling and then mike answered,'yeah; is anything wrong?'
'i can't sleep'
silence stuck upon us as i waited for his response
'do you want me to come up and lay with you?'
i smiled, even though mike couldn't see it
'that'd be great, mike'
i looked over, and from what i could tell and hear, mike was coming up to my bed
we laid next to each other for a few seconds before we slowly inched towards each other
soon, we were both inches away from each other
mike wrapped his arms around me as i leaned into his chest
i felt safe in his arms
it felt nice
a few hours later, 3 am
me and mike were both fast asleep when i suddenly got woken up by little taps on the window
i whispered lowly 'mike, do you hear that? i think someones throwing rocks at the window?'
he slowly woke up,'huh?'
i explained it to him again, as he also started to realise what was going on
'want me to check it out, apple?' mike asked me
'it's fine, let me do it; you stay here' i told him as i got out of my bed and walked over to the window
as i opened the window, i could see someone out there with a bunch of pebbles in there hands
mike walked over to me and stood behind me as we waited for the shadow to do something
'who is that, apple?'
'i have no idea; who would come to my house at three in the morning? should we get steve?' i asked mike as our hands intertwined with each other
'let's wait'
we waited a few more seconds for the person to do something,
and then, as soon as the person started talking we both knew exactly who it was
'hot stuff; i love you. please take me back i'll do anything!'
