· My Echo · A Mikey Fusco Love Story {COMPLETE}

• My Echo • A Mikey Fusco Love Story ❤ [6]

"WANDA!" Screamed Sasha as she threw her front door open and wrapped her arms around the slender woman. Mikey laughed softly and slowly stepped inside of the familiar house, noticing it smelled different.

"Why's it smell like that in here..?" He asked, sniffing the air.

"Rachel, she was just downstairs. You've noticed it too? She smells amazing, like cinnamon, mint, and vanilla mixed together," Sasha laughed and Wanda jumped straight into a conversation.

Mikey took a seat on the living room couch and looked around the familiar room, a smile creeping onto his face as he remembered growing up here and hanging out with the older boys.

"Oh Mikey, I'm so sorry. Rachel's upstairs in Zach's old room, stop by and say hello," Sasha smiled, and Mikey took a deep breath as he got off the couch and began to walk up the stairs.

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Rachel sat on the couch that was placed in her bedroom and flicked through the TV stations as she hugged her knees to herself. Her eyes quickly averted to her bedroom door as she heard footsteps and the door began to open.

"Hi," smiled the boy who was looking at her from earlier, "May I come in...?" He asked, peaking inside the room.

Rachel squirmed on the couch and slowly nodded her head as her heart beat began to race; she was alone with him, and she couldn't push the thoughts from 4 years ago out of her head.

"I'm Mikey," he stated slowly, sensing how uneasy Rachel was.

"I know," she mumbled quietly, her eyes moving down to her Vans, "I'm Rachel," she tried to smile, but she knew he could tell it was fake. 

Mikey took a seat on the edge of Rachel's bed and turned to look at her. Something in her eyes wasn't right, and he could tell she was uncomfortable. She was curled up in a ball on her couch, and her eyes never met his directly.

"Do you know who I am? I'm not asking to sound conceited... I'm just wondering," He asked slowly, staring at Rachel's face and he noticed a small smile form on her plump lips.

"Yes, I do," She spoke shyly, her eyes moving from her shoes over to Mikey's eyes for a second, and in that second, Mikey only saw one thing in them; pain.

"MIKEYYY, RACHELLL," Mikey heard Sasha call and he slowly got off the bed and Rachel got off the couch. She quickly moved around him and out of the room, sighing as she walked down the stairs and Mikey slowly followed, his eyes glued to her ass.

"So," started Sasha as her and Wanda got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen, "After dinner we thought it would be nice if we all went bowling. Something fun to do!" Sasha smiled and Rachel took a seat at the dinner table and Mikey sat next to her.

"I think that sounds great," Smiled Mikey, and then he looked at Rachel. 

"Uh... yeah," she nodded; her voice still small. 

Sasha sighed silently as she looked at Rachel, wondering what had happened to her to make her so quiet, so afraid.

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Rachel looked at Mikey from the corner of her eye as he played around with Sasha, and she couldn't help but notice how gorgeous he was. She had seen pictures before and always found him attractive, but in person he was even more attractive. Earlier, when he entered her room, she was afraid, yes, but that wasn't why her heart was racing, she knew that, she just didn't know why. She also knew that she would be seeing a lot of Mikey, and she needed to become comfortable around him, because he was going to be her only friend. Friend, she scoffed to herself slightly, rolling her eyes in silence. Why would he even want to be her friend? He's ICONic Boy Mikey Fusco for crying out loud, why would he want anything to do with her? She was disgusting from head to toe, and she was afraid of everything. Who would want to be her friend? She thought to herself. Tears threatened to slowly spill over her eyes but she quickly blinked them back and softly swallowed, taking a shaky breath.

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Yee.