Not meant to be

French

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(Your point of view)

Mick drives back to your apartment so that you can get dressed. You walk into your bedroom and pick out a simple outfit. You put on some jeans and a yellow cropped hoodie. You redo your hair and apply a little bit of makeup. You decide to hang up Mick's hoodie in your closet and hope he doesn't notice.
You grab your purse and a pair of sneakers.

​"Okay I'm ready," You announce once you walk into the living room.
Mick looks you up and down and smiles devilishly at you.
​"What?" You ask him.
​"You really think you're going to get away with it?" He chuckles.
You decide to play dumb.
​"Get away with what?" You question.
Mick laughs.
​"You know what. Give me my hoodie," Mick smirks.
​"What hoodie?" You ask.
Mick smiles and shakes his head at you. Mick stands up and starts walking into your room. You chase after him.
​"Wait!" You call.
Mick chuckles and opens the door to your room. Mick walks inside and heads straight for your closet.
You jump straight in front of him and block the path. You put your hands on either side of the door and stare up at Mick.
​"You can't go in there," You tell him.
​"Why not?" he asks.
You think for a second.
​"Uh...." You stutter.
Mick chuckles and tries to push your hands out of the way.
​"Wait! Because I have underwear everywhere!" you lie, you put emphasis on 'everywhere.'
Mick smirks devilishly at you.
​"Well, let's see em," He smiles.
Your face turns red with embarrassment. Mick is just to good.
Mick picks you up and throws you over his shoulder.
​"Mick put me down!" You yell.
Mick chuckles and walks into your closet with you over his shoulder.
Mick spots his hoodie and grabs it. He puts it in his free arm and then looks around your closet.
​"Okay, you got your hoodie. Can you put me down now?" You ask.
​"So where is all this underwear that you speak of?" Mick asks.
Your cheeks turn bright red again and you tense against Mick's shoulder.
Mick burst into laughter. He sets you down in front of him.
​"I'm just kidding," He says as he pokes your cheek.
You roll your eyes at him.
​"You're bad," You tease as you wag your pointer finger at him.
Mick leans down and kisses your forehead.
​"All right let's go eat," Mick says.
You nod and follow him out your closet and then out your apartment.

You send Mick the directions to the restaurant and he puts it into his GPS.
He turns on some music and you nod your head when "The dirt" by Mötley Crüe comes on.
Mick smiles over at you as you sing the lyrics.


Once you get to the restaurant Mick finds a place to park and you feel yourself getting nervous.
You look out the window and try and calm yourself down.
​"It's okay (Y/N). I'm not going anywhere," Mick comforts as he strokes your thigh with his huge hand.
You look over and smile at Mick, you love the fact that he can tell what you're feeling most of the time.
Mick hops out of his truck and then walks around to your side, He opens the door for you and helps you out.
As you're walking besides Mick to the restaurant you feel Mick reach for your hand. Mick grabs your hand and wraps his bigger one around it.
You feel yourself blush as you look down at your entwined hands. You look up at Mick and you can tell he's worried about your reaction.
You smile up at him and wrap your other arm around his.
You can feel Mick smiling at you. When you look up you notice that Mick's cheeks are red.
You start laughing and Mick furrows his brows.
​"What's so funny?" He asks.
​"You're blushing Mick. I thought tough guys don't blush," You tease.
Mick stutters and rolls his eyes in embarrassment.
​"I-I'm not blushing," He panics.
This makes you laugh even more and squeeze his hand. Mick chuckles.
You walk inside the restaurant and a host directs you to your table.
​"Enjoy your meal," The man says before leaving.
Mick hands you a menu and you open it up.
You scan it looking for what you want to eat.
You feel Mick's foot tap yours and you smile at him. He can be so cute sometimes.
The waiter comes over and you and Mick order the same thing.
You make small take with Mick as you wait for the food to come.
​"So, what do you have planned for the week?" You ask him.
​"Band practice," He shrugs.
You nod.
​"What about you?" He asks.
​"Just school and work," You huff.
He smiles at you.
​"Why so moody? What's going on at school?" he questions.
You groan, "I have to do this group project with two other girls."
Mick chuckles, "Are they assholes?"
​"I don't know. They seem to peppy for me," You sigh.
Mick chuckles and reaches across the table to entwine his fingers with yours. You smile and look at his hand, you love all the little touches and gestures that he gives you, he always knows how to make you feel special.

The waiter comes back with Mick and your food and you feel your mouth start watering as you look down at your food.
You hear Mick laugh.
​"What?" You ask him as you briefly look up at him but then look back down at your food again.
​"You should see your face," Mick chuckles.
​"This food looks soooo good," You cheer.
Mick laughs again and picks up his silverware.


About halfway through the meal you sense Mick starting to get nervous. You look up at him.
​"Mick? Are you okay?" You ask as you see him start fidgeting.
​"(Y/N). There's something I need to ask you," he says.
You nod and smile at him, encouraging him to go on.
​"Well... You see (Y/N), I really like you. And after last night I was wondering if maybe... you want to be my girlfriend?" Mick asks.
You set your fork down and look at Mick in shock. You have never had a boyfriend before, and it makes you nervous. You decide to try and get over your nerves and self-doubt and just go for it.
​"(Y/N) say something, please," Mick murmurs.
You smile at Mick.
​"Sorry. I was just thinking. Of course, I would love to be your girlfriend," You beam.
Mick looks at you with an excited expression.
​"Really?" He exclaims.
​"Yes," You smile.
Mick looks at you with so much love and excitement in his eyes.
​"Thank you. You where going to give me a heart attack," he chuckles.
You giggle and finish your food.

Once you guys finish your meals you walk hand in hand with Mick to his truck. Mick opens the door and picks you up placing you in the passenger seat. 
Mick gets even closer to you and he brushes your hair back. He then leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back and wrap your hands around his neck.
The kiss is long and passionate, and you never want it to end.
Mick nibbles on your bottom lip and pulls you even closer to him.
Unfortunately, you have to break away for air.
​"(Y/N), I think you have made me the happiest man on the planet," he smiles.
You chuckle and pull him in for another kiss.