"he's your strange addiction," sighing, mickey looked at his hands. mandy was right. the gallagher had burrowed under his skin and wouldnt go away. mandy placed her hand on her brothers shoulder, smiling in understandment. "i know how you-" she started. "your little party is still going on," mickey inturrupted. "better.. hurry back to it." eighteen was a strange age for anyone. all those emotions coursing through your teenage mind, the new feelings. expecially for mickey milkovich. after all these.. touchy feelings bounced inside him after seeing a certain boy, he knew his life was pretty much over.All Rights Reserved