Not meant to be

Lessons

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(Your point of view)

You walk into Mick's huge house, you take your shoes off and leave them by the door. Mick leads you into his kitchen.
​"You want anything? More pancakes?" he asks is a teasing tone.
You roll your eyes and chuckle.
​"I think I have eaten enough pancakes," You chuckle, Mick laughs hard and opens the fridge.
He grabs out a beer.
​"Do you drink?" he asks.
You shake your head, you're not a fan of alcohol. Mick grab out a lemonade and tosses it to you. Surprisingly you catch it even though your hands are shaking. Mick grabs out a huge bowl and puts a whole bag of potato chips in it.
​"Okay, follow me," Mick tells you.
You nod and follow him out the kitchen and down the stairs to his basement. You start getting nervous, you know Mick is a nice guy and you have developed a trusting relationship with him but you still can't help but be worried about the fact that he's taking you into his basement. You watch to many horror movies.
Mick picks up on your nervousness and he turns around, you stop in front of him and he smiles at you. He moves the beer and chips to one arm and then strokes your shoulder with the other.
​"It's okay (Y/N). I'm not leading you to some creepy dungeon in the basement," Mick chuckles.
You let out a breath that you didn't know you where holding in. Once Mick sees that you have calmed down he continues walking down the steps to the basement. Mick walks down a hallway and then opens a door to the right.
​"After you," He says sweetly as he opens the door for you.
You walk into the room and Mick follows behind you, he turns on the light and you look around. You realize that the room is a mini music studio. There are guitars on the walls, amps everywhere, there's even what looks like song books in the corner.
You walk around the room and look at each of the guitars.
​"You really love guitars," you cheer.
Mick chuckles and nods. He closes the door to the room and takes a seat in the middle of it.
​"This room is soundproof," Mick tells you; he wiggles his eye brows and smirks.
You roll your eyes and feel yourself blush, you're a little ashamed that you get the dirty joke.

​"You want to play that one?" Mick asks once he notices you staring at a red electric guitar.
You nod and Mick stands up to take it off the wall for you. You sit down in the chair next to Micks and he walks over to you with the guitar.
​"Do you know how to hold one of these?" Mick asks.
You shrug, you're sure you can figure it out. Mick hands you the guitar and you place it in your lap. You adjust your hands so that your fretting hand (your less dominant hand) is on the strings and your other hand is down by the base of the guitar. Mick looks at you and smiles.
​"Okay so you do know how to hold a guitar, good job," He praises.
You smile at him; you love when he complements you.

Mick grabs his guitar and sits down next to you; he hands you a pick and then grabs one for himself.
​"Okay try strumming," Mick tells you.
He watches as your hand glides the pick over the strings.
​"Okay, good job. That was good," He smiles.
He then sets his guitar down and gets on his knees in front of you.
​"Okay so press down on these spots," Mick tells you as he points to different parts on the neck of the guitar.
You follow his instructions and place your fingers where he tells you to. Mick grabs one of your fingers and adjusts it.
​"Good. Now strum," he instructs.
You nod and strum all the strings. You smile at the sound that comes out. Mick smiles at you, he loves that you're excited.
​"Now only strum these strings," Mick tells you as he points to the bottom three strings.



After about four hours Mick teaches you how to play the chorus of Enter sand man by Metallica. You can't play it well but at least it still sounds similar. You set down the guitar and dive into the bowl of chips.
​"My hands hurt," you groan.
Mick chuckles and takes one of your hands in his. He begins massaging your hand and you purr. He rubs your fingers and your palms.
​"Feel better?" he asks as he starts working on the other one.
​"Yeah," you sigh happily.
​"You're too cute," Mick tells you.
​"Shut up," You squeak as your cheeks heat.
Mick laughs and stands up to put the guitars away.
​"What do you want to do now?" he asks.
You shrug.
Mick walks out of the room and you run to catch up to him. You follow Mick up the stairs and into the main level of his house.
​"Want to listen to music?" Mick asks.
You nod and follow Mick up the stairs to the second level of his house, like you said before his house is huge.
​"Do you live by yourself?" You ask, you realize you have never asked Mick if he was single.
​"Yes, why?" Mick asks.
​"Because your house is huge," You shout.
Mick laughs.
​"You sure you weren't just trying to see if I'm single?" Mick smirks.
​"What! No! I...maybe," You panic.
Mick laughs.

Mick leads you into his bedroom but he makes sure to leave the door open that way you don't freak out.
You take a seat on the floor and Mick stares at you with a confused look on his face.
​"What?" You ask.
​"What are you doing on the floor?" Mick questions.
​"Sitting?" You say but it comes out as a question.
Mick sits on his bed and motions for you to sit next to him. You jump up and jump into bed with Mick, your head landing on his lap.
You both laugh and he strokes your hair.
​"You're crazy," He giggles.
​"Pfff, you're one to talk," You tease.
Mick pulls your whole body into his lap and you wrap your arms around his neck, you stare into his eyes and for a split second you feel yourself leaning in to kiss him.
​"What do you want to listen to?" Mick asks.
You sigh and take a second to think, you can't think of anything.
​"Whatever you want to listen to, I'm down," You tell him.
He nods and you crawl out of his lap so that he can put in a CD. You sprawl out on his bed and snuggle into his soft sheets. Mick jumps into the bed causing you to fly up.
You gasp and smack Mick on the arm. He laughs at you as you pout.
"Paint it black" by the rolling stones blasts through the speaker and you start humming the tune.
Mick looks at you and smiles.
​"You know this song too?" He cheers in disbelief.
​"Yes, sir," You chuckle.


You and Mick spend a couple hours talking and listening to music. You find yourself falling for Mick. You really like him and he seems to genuinely care about you.
​"Alright! You wanna watch a movie?" Mick asks suddenly.
You laugh and nod. Mick shoots up and turns off the music. You decide to play a little game with Mick.
​"I bet I can get to the couch first!" you shout.
You jump off his bed and charge out the door and down the stairs. You can hear Mick's heavy footsteps chasing after you.
You get halfway down the steps before Mick grabs you and lifts you into the air.
​"Mick! Put me down!" You squeal as Mick throws you over his shoulder and continues running into his living room.
He tosses you down on the couch and your hair lands in your face. Mick laughs as you blow the hair out of your eyes.
Mick ruffles your hair and you chuckle as he plops down next to you.
​"Okay, pick a movie," he tells you as he motions to where his movies are.
You hop up and walk over to the movie shelf. You get on your knees and begin browsing through the movies.
You find a horror movie and you pop it into the DVD player.
​"Saw?" Mick questions in surprise.
​"Yeah. It's a good movie," You shrug as you get comfortable on the couch.
You feel cold so you cuddle into Mick, Mick puts his arm around you and you smile up at him.
The movie starts and you try to focus on it but right now you can't focus on anything but Mick and how close he is to you.
You really want to kiss him but you don't know if that's appropriate. You don't want to ruin the relationship you have with Mick, but you can't help but wonder what it would be like if he kissed you back.
He makes you feel so special and safe.
You feel Mick's eyes on you so you look up at him.
​"You okay (Y/N), you seem....tense," Mick says in a concerned tone.
You can't help but look from Mick's eyes to his lips. Mick notices and he smiles. You stare into Mick's eyes wondering what he is going to do, you don't want to be the first one to make a move. 

You see Mick looking at your lips and then he leans in. He stops right before he gets to your lips and he waits for you to finish the gap. You press your lips to his and your arms snake around his neck. His arms hold your waist and both of you start moving your lips in sync with each other.
You feel yourself melting into him. His lips are so soft and he's so gentle. He holds you like you're a delicate glass that could break at any second.
You pull away and rest your head on his chest as you catch your breath. You feel Mick start rubbing his thumbs along your hips.
You look up at him and smile. His eyes show so much emotion.
​"Thank you. I have been waiting to do that for a while now," You tell him.
Mick doesn't respond he just kisses you again. You let him nibble on your lower lip.
You swing your leg over him, straddling him, this allows him to kiss you better since you are so short.
Your hands tangle in his silky black hair and you press your torso to him.
You never imagined Mick to be so gentle and passionate. You feel your trust in him increasing.
Mick pulls away this time so that he can catch his breath. Your chests rises and fall in sync with each other.
​"(Y/N) that was, that's was so amazing," He beams.
You smile and snuggle into him. He wraps his big arms around you and holds you even closer to him.
​"I really like you (Y/N)," He tells you.
You blush and look up into his eyes.
​"I like you too Mick," You smile.
Mick kisses you on your nose and you chuckle.
You swing your legs off of him and rest your head in his lap. You feel yourself falling asleep. It's completely dark outside and the light are off in the room, the only light is from the TV.
Mick pets your hair which only helps you fall asleep faster.
​"Mmmm... Goodnight Mick," You sigh happly as you snuggle into his warm lap.
​"Goodnight (Y/N)," He chuckles.