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twentyseven - #sickey

Scott

So Mickey seems really amped up about this whole date thing. That's what he calls it.

A date.

Ugh, it bothers me that I'm actually going to this dumb thing with him. Not only am I wasting a perfectly good Sunday but I'm unsatisfied. He wants to take me to a movie.

You know what happens in movie threaters....

Also, he changed a lot. He's actually a big fucking weirdo like it's actually confusing.

How do you go from seeming a little bit cool to seeming like a whole fucking...weird person or whatever.

I'm actually glad he cheated on Frankie. Weirdo.

Had they not broken up, she would have been just as weird.

Or maybe not. Maybe he's weird because of the breakup.

Oh my fucking God, I'm a genius. What ig that's why he's so different now? Tsksk.

***

"Thanks for deciding to come," Mickey smiled.

"Yeah whatever."

"So, I minds well tell you the truth." His eyes wouldn't meet mine.

"What do you mean? Tell me what truth?"

"Honestly, I'm not here for date. That's just ridiculous. Like I'm willing to get to know you and all. Like the video did say a lot. But like...it's just..."

"Weird. Ya I know. That's what I've been saying."

"So then, it could just be two  acquaintance's hanging out. Cool?"

"Cool."

***

"Wow. That was a movie wasn't it?" Mickey let out a small laugh.

"Yes it was," I joined the laugher. "Wow. 3 hours. That's something."

"Yeah, yeah." He agreed. "Look, I kind of just wanted to atleast be your friend. And then eventually be friends with Frankie because I realized that she will never want to be with me again. But, it's fine. Imma big boy," he sighed.

"Best thing is to move on. No sense on waiting for her. She's moved on." I told him.

"Yeah I know, saw. The teacher? Wow."

I giggled.

Eww.

Gi-

Nevermind. I disappointed myself enough today.

"Welp, atleast we get an easy A," I smiled brightly.

"What do you mean 'we'?"

"I mean me and Frankie. He can't give her an A and not me. His jobs on the line."

"You'd do that to Frankie?" He tilted his head in both confusion and question.

"No. But Daisy would."

He nodded his head in agreement. "Damn straight!"

"So..."

"So..."

"What's next?" I questioned.

"Not sure."

"Want me to walk to your dorm?" He asked a few seconds later.

"Um sure if you want."

***

"This is you?" He asked once we stopped right infront of my dorm room. Is...is he stupid?

"I mean...what do you think?"

"I...I don't know don't ask me."

We both went into a small awkward laugh.

"Um..."

"Hmm..."

We were just standing there. Not knowing what to do or say.

"Oop sorry." Mickey came flying into me. Some idiot pushed him. All the space and you managed to hit him? Seriously.

I tumbled back into my room. Mickey laid on top of me.

And this is when I knew, something must be seriously wrong with me. Fuck it, with us.

He started leaning into me and I didn't even push him away. No, I let this cheating ass bitch kiss me. What was wrong with me?

When he pulled away, we just looked each other in the eye. Honestly not being able to look away.

Then once more, our lips connected. No struggle towards it once so ever. I was enjoying the feeling. I can't stand myself.

My first kiss with a guy is with this clown. Wow.

Finally, he popped up off of me.

"Umm..." he started.

"Yeah! Ummmm," I aggressively repeated. No idea why I was so heated. I just was.

"I didn't mean to-"

Shit! Why'd I cut him off the way I cut him off? Kissing him? Why? I'm in way to fucking deep.

I need help. Desperate help.