𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝 . 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞

—— mikey . 2am . floating - alina baraz & khalid .

i left the party and went home. everyone's out, either working or at their friends. i laid in the middle of my bed staring at the ceiling. it's 2am, and i cant sleep. everytime i breathe, my chest starts to hurt. not physically, but i feel it mentally.

all i could think about is how her body moved. how i wanted to, but couldn't kiss her. she's in my head, literally. i really fucked it up with letting bryce have her. i don't even like her though. we're only friends.

i just been having these thoughts for the past few days. i think about what is like to have her being all mine. i know i don't like her, but it's a thought. the way her hand laid on the back of my neck. fuck, i should text her.

mikey🖤
you get home safe ?

y/n💕
yea thanks for blowing me off though

mikey🖤
i'm sorry. cove ?

y/n💕
yeah be there in ten

i slipped on slides, and grabbed my keys. my thoughts were on wanting to see her. i drove a mile or two away before hitting the beach parking lot. i spotted her car, and walked out. across the bridge, down towards the rocks.

there she sat. her hair flew in the wind, as she looked out where the ocean was. i walked over and took a seat next to her. "hey,"

"hi," she looked at me then looked away. "whyd you ask for me to come here?"

i sighed and looked forward at the waves. "to say sorry, i'm sorry. i'm an ass for that, but your bryces."

"it's not official though," i felt her eyes on me. "plus, why'd you be worried about that? we're all just friends." ouch.

i nodded. "yeah, you're right." i don't know why, but it hurt when she said that. "wanna go check out the water?" i switched the subject.

she smiled and got up, taking off her shoes. i followed behind her as she went towards the water. the water ran onto both of our feet. it was cold, but it was still warm out.

i took her hand in mine, hoping she doesn't mind. yet, she allowed me to. something about y/n has me stuck. even though, bryce wants her. what if i want her? i don't know how i feel, but all i know is it's not a bad feeling.

she came closer to me and hugged my torso. i let my hands trail to her waist and i stuck my hands in her pockets. y/n didn't reject me, she buried her head into my chest.

"you'll always be my favorite," y/n whispered softly.

"me too, " i kissed her head before she let go of me.