★Friends★

13

Mickey did as promised and dragged all four dumbasses from the party and into the car. He was tempted to leave Wade, Peter, and Leslie and just grab his sister but he did have Wades car and don't fell like dealing with his bitching.

He dropped off Mandy at their house first so she could sleep, then he took Wade and the other two, to Wades house and dropped them off along with the car. Mickey decided just to walk home since it wasn't that far.

Mickeys tried to keep his mind on track but it always led off to one place, Ian. The Gallagher probably didn't even remember last night even if he did he probably thought it was his boyfriend he kissed. Mickey could still feel the red head's lips on his and he hated it.

Mickey didn't realize that the way back to his house led past the Gallagher home until he was already standing in front of it. Mickey groaned but didn't move from his spot on the sidewalk. He stood there until he gave in. "Probably should check on the fuckface." He thought and walked up the steps to the door.

Mickey was about to knock but the door was already open so he just pushed it open and walked in. Just like usual the house was loud. Debbie and Carl were yelling at each other  while baby Liam was screaming. Fiona was trying to calm them all down until she noticed Mickey. "Is Ian upstairs?" He asked. Fiona nodded and Mickey walked up the staircase.

He wasn't prepared for the sight he saw as he opened Ian's bedroom door. Aiden was on top of Ian straddling him and Ian's arms were wrapped around his torso. They were making out and looking like it was about to lead somewhere else until they noticed Mickey. They both jumped, obviously not expecting anyone even though this house was full of people that could barge in.

"Mickey? Hey." Ian said. Mickey just stood there awkwardly not saying anything until Aiden broke the silence. "Shit, My moms gonna have my ass. I gotta get home." Aiden said noticing the time on his phone. He got up and kissed the top of Ian's head, muttering a goodbye.

Aiden walked around Mickey and left down the stairs. That left Mickey and Ian standing in front of each other. The awkwardness was so thick in the room you could practically cut it with a knife. Ian coughed and scratched the back of his head. "So what ya doing here Mick?" Ian asked.

"Just wanted to see if you were alright, obviously you are." Mickey said and looked down, avoiding Ian's eyes. "I'm fine, why?" Ian asked and tilted his head to side a bit.

"You don't remember do you?" Mickey asked. Ian was about to say something but Mickey interrupted. "You know what, never mind. I saw you at the party last night and you drunk as hell and I just wanted to see if you were ok. I gotta get home and check on Mandy. I'll see ya." Mickey didn't let Ian say another word before he practically bolted out of there.

Mickey ignored that little pain in his chest when he thought about what he just saw as he walked home. Ian didn't have to know about his and Mickeys interaction last night and Mickey was sure as hell never telling him. He would let Ian believe whatever he wanted as long as he didn't remember the kiss. It was better for everyone, at least that's what Mickey told himself.