mike: sooooo you free today???
el stares at her phone with a large frown. she's been trying to avoid mike after she realised that she loved him.
it is a big no no.
she cannot love him, she cannot tell him and she can't hurt him like how she hurt when her mother died.
it was worse than a knife stabbing through her heart and out her back.
mike: stop ignoring me you little shit
el: don't call me a little shit, asshole.
mike: i knew that'd get u here so answer me!
she sighs out quietly and looks at storm, "what do you think, storm?"
storm whines.
"no, right? i think so too." el says and types her reply.
el: working on a bunch of stuff so sorry. see you at school later though :)
ew, a smiley face. all she wanted to do was send a bunch of hearts but that was too much.
sighing, she stands up from the bed and grabs her bag since class starts in twenty minutes but thankfully she was already dressed since she was up for a few hours already.
"storm, stay put. me or hop is gonna be home soon." el says as storm turns to lay on her back and holds her paws up in the air.
"good girl." el praises and kisses her head before putting her shoes on and running downstairs.
"marry be juliet, you'll never have to be alone. i love you and that's all i really know," she sings to herself as she skips to her car happily and gets in.
"i talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress. it's a love story, baby just just say yes." she sings and plugs her aux cord into her phone.
"he said; let's get out of this town!" el sings, "drive out of the city, away from the crowds."
"i thought heaven can't help me now. nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me—"
"incoming call from mike." the automated voice cuts her off making her groan, "answer." she grumbles as the line connects.
"you bloody shit, you're free." mike says.
"i was singing to taylor swift and you cut it off." she snaps as he snorts, "thank god then."
"but this is gonna take me down! he's so tall and handsome as hell!" she sings to provoke him more making him groan, "where are you? we're getting coffee together, i don't care."
"no, i have—"
"i'll wait for you at the parking lot, don't you dare park in a different spot because i know you'll crash or something." he says as she whines, "mike!"
"shut up and get here."
"stop being so aggressive! i'm your best friend not the people one the team you go against in a basketball game!" she exclaims and focuses on the rode which earns a laugh from him, "sorry, love. see you." he hangs up.
love.
does he know what that does to someone!? if she doesn't die from a sudden v-fib she'll die from a heart attack from nicknames like that!
she frowns and wildest dreams come back on again.
"turn that off, i don't want to sing anymore. turn on, drivers license please." she says as the song changes.
she frowns through the whole song, a small pout on her lips until it reaches the bridge.
"RED LIGHTS! STOP SIGNS— ooh, a stop sign.." she gets cute off and points at a stop sign with a small smile.
"I STILL SEE YOUR FACE!" she screams and turns a corner just as she arrives at the school.
"stop singing! get out!" mike slaps on her window as she stops the music, "ugh! i hate you!" she gathers all her stuff and stops her car.
she gets out with him waiting for a grin, "you look cute."
she shrugs and shuts her door, "i was singing! you keep interrupting me, why!?"
"because i want to talk to you. get coffee and have you not avoiding me no more." he says as she shrugs, "i'm late for class though."
"fine, after then." he says as she nods, "that'll be fine."
"good, i'll wait for you outside of the art room." he says as she furrows her eyebrows, "how'd you know i had art?"
"i memorised your schedule." he says in a duh tone making her smile out a bit, "okay. i'll see you then," she waves a bit and then starts to walk off.
"hey, hey," he holds onto her wrist softly to stop her.
she does stop and turns to look up at him. "yes?"
he leans down and kisses her on her cheek, "be careful, please."
she smiles weakly, raising her hands up and forms a heart with her index and middle finger before holding it out just a little bit.
he grins, making a heart back but with all of his fingers and holds it out till their hands touch. her hands were clearly way smaller than his and it was so adorable to him.
"go.. before you're late," he whispers as she nods, "i'll see you in an hour or two."
"see you," he smiles as she nods slowly and then walks off whilst holding the strap of her bag.
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"kaboom!" mike drops down the paper plate of their scone and muffin.
"kaboom? what do you mean kaboom? that looks like overnight leftovers. are you sure starbucks ran out?" she asks softly as he nods and leans back on the bench.
"i can get you something else if you don't want it. it does look disgusting." he says as she scrunches up her nose, "can we get hotdogs?"
"yeah, there's a truck. i'll be right back."
"no, you don't have to— i don't want you to go." she says softly and holds his thigh.
he stops moving, giving her a smile, "okay then."
"we could just drink our drinks... and then maybe go get food together later." she murmurs.
no matter how much she wanted to avoid him, she just couldn't do it.
he smiles widely, "yeah, that sounds great," he moves closer to her till their sides touch.
"hey, we're kind of matching." she says, pointing to their shoes.
"how so?" he asks, "mine are boots and yours are converses."
"they're both black so same thing." she shrugs making him chuckle and lean his arm back on the bench to rest right behind her.
"let's get you some boots then. so we can actually match," he whispers in her ear, "do you want that?"
she looks away shyly, biting down on her bottom lip, "okay,"
he smirks, "good."
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eleanorhop: my hand is as big as yours <3
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mikewheeler: it is not. it's just the shadow and perspective.
> eleanorhop: oh shush
maxx: so disgusting, i might throw up
> eleanorhop: throw up on mike :)
st8cy: you know he's just using you right?
> eleanorhop: at least he used a girl who meets his high standards.
"you did not just type that! give me my phone back!" el exclaims and tries to chase mike.
he laughs, hoping over her bed as she tries to reach over, "i'm not going to let her shit talk about you."
"it doesn't matter, mike. now she's going to shove me into a wall or something!"
"then i'll punch her right in her bitch ass face. i don't care if she's a girl or whatever, she can't speak to you like that." he says softly as she frowns, "can you just give me my phone back?" she whispers as he exhales quietly and nods.
slowly, he reaches out and then hands her back her phone.
"thank you," she breathes out and lays down on her bed with him following.
he sits up against the head board as she stares at her phone with the same frown.
"would you stop the face? it's hurting the fuck outta me." he says gruffly making her set her phone down and slowly lean down against him.
smiling, he moves her head from his shoulder to his chest and she doesn't protest about it but instead, wrap her arms around his body.
"hey, you're pretty comfy," she murmurs tiredly, her eyes shutting a bit.
he chuckles against her hair, stroking her back and kissing her hair, "i never got that compliment but thanks."
she giggles breathlessly and snuggles closer, "don't move."
"i'll never dare to," he murmurs as she nods weakly against him, "okay, because i'm going to fall asleep."
"good, you need the rest." he says softly as she hums, "mhm."
hearing a small meow, mike looks up and sees storm sitting down on the carpet floor. el was about to look up but mike pushes her head back down and then pats the spot next to him, "come here, storm."
she meows again and jumps up on the bed.
she hits the end and slowly tries to crawl up making mike laugh and help pull her up, "c'mere, storm."
"come to mommy," el smiles as storm roams her bed and purrs.
"baby, lay down or come cuddle with me." el says as storm lays down on the other side of the bed.
"if i do fall asleep, tuck me in please. i like my blankets." she whispers softly as he nods, "i got you, don't worry."
"thanks, mike," she murmurs as he wraps his arms tighter around her, "you're welcome, el."