Under My Thumb // Mick Jagger

A MICK JAGGER FANFICTION

"I don't need your pity," I tell him with a frown. I can't imagine spending the night with an entire band.

The man nods his head. "I know, but you do need my protection. You're a child." He emphasized the word 'child,' probably because he knew how much I didn't like being called one.

"I'm not a child." I cross my arms, though part of me felt relieved. At least I'd have a place to sleep tonight.

"Well, you are to me."