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mickey(i want the gun back)

Y/n pov.

Right now im walking to mickeys house because he stole kash's gun.ian told me to get it because he was fucking kash.

I push my short hair out of my face and walk in holding a metal rod.

I look around and see terry asleep on the couch snoring really loudly.

I walk upto a door that says 'STAY THE FUCK OUT' in big bold letters.

I walk in to see mickey face down on his bed.

I close the door and walk upto his bed.

I use the rod to nudge his back lightly.
He groans and starts to wake up."the fuck"

"I want the gun back mickey!"i say in a slightly threatening voice.

"Gallagher?"he asks in his morning voice while rubbing his eyes.

"The gun!"i repeat pointing the rod at him.

"Alright,okay"he says looking in his drawer.

I look over his shoulder to get a better look.saddly putting down my gaurd.

He turns around as fast as lighting and lifts me up and shoves me onto the wall.as i groan and fall onto the bed he grabs my wrist and shoves it agains the wall.

I groan as the rod lands on my eye. that's gonna bruse.
He climbs ontop of me.

He grabs the rod and holds it above his head ,about to hit me.

I sit there terrified.i cover my head with my hand incase he is gonna hit me.

We make eye contact for a split second before he drops the rod and starts taking off his shirt.

I lightly push him off and take mine off aswell.he helps me with the buttons then my jeans.

We climb into the bed and are about to fuck when we hear footsteps.

Shit!

We pull up the covers and try not to move.

Terry walks into the room and goes straight to the bathroom.

Mickey has to cover my mouth with his hand to stop me from gagging as we hear the sound off a series of farts comming from the bathroom.

Its like a fuckin orchestra of farts
(I need a life)

As terry walks back into our room he stops and looks at us wierdly.then finally speeks.

"Put some clothes on.you two look like a couple of bams"
(i dont like the words fags.its just offensive in my opinopinion)

As he walks out mickey gets out and pulls on a shirt then walks around.

I put on my jeans aswell.

Suddenly the gun is thrown onto the bed.i look up to see Mickey with his clothes back on.

I walk up to him and lean into his lips.

He puts a hand on my chest and shoves me away lightly.

"Kiss me and ill wrip your toung out!"he thretens walking away.

I smile and leave to give ian back the gun.

( 478 words)