True Love.

As I lay in bed, the door to my apartment knocked. I sat up quickly, as I was still sat in my towel from my shower I was pretty rushed to get changed. I ran to my door pretty breathless to see a happy Mike standing there.

“You called?” Mike said, “Why’d you take so long? Masturbating?”

I pushed him away and he chuckled, “You’re such an asshole. No, I was just out the shower.”

“What’d you need help with?” he said and I pointed to my couch, I’d decided I didn’t like where the mover guys put it and I needed Mike’s help to move it.

“Just help me move it to that wall across from the TV.” I said and Mike nodded, helping me.

“You better make me dinner now.” Mike said, once we were finished.

“Already on it. Ordered Chinese food.” I smiled and he high-fived me. “I know, you love me, its cool man.” He chuckled and pushed me jokingly. I smiled, “Thank you for helping me though, honestly.”

“That’s alright little lady.” He said, plopping himself down on my couch. “Hey, this is the first time you’ve not worn makeup in front of me.”

“And I’m still hot.” I said, plopping myself down on the couch next to him.

“Pssssh, so you think.” He said and I playfully punched his arm, “Ow! You bitch!”

I grinned at him innocently and got up to get plates and beers for Mike and I.

“Fuck, you are so small.”

“Hey, good things come in small packages, okay?” I said, a look of fake anger on my face. “And besides, you’ve never seen me without heels.”

“Oh yeah.” He laughed, “That’s weird.”

I laughed and handed him his open beer and we sat and chatted about work the majority of the time before our food got here. We ate in silence until I spoke up, “I am so in the mood to watch Harry Potter.” I said, smiling and getting up to put it in the DVD player, not caring whether Mike wanted to or not.

“Dude!” Mike exclaimed, “You like Harry Potter?!”

“Uh, fuck yes.” I said, looking at him as if he was stupid.

“Okay you are officially perfect and I insist you marry me.” he said, jokingly. I laughed and sat back down, tucking into my meal and becoming infatuated with the world of Harry Potter & Hogwarts.

“What’s your favourite HP film?” I asked, my eyes never leaving the TV.

“Philosopher’s Stone!” he said, “What about you?”

“Same, always will be my favourite. It’s just so amazing seeing all the magic happen for the first time!”

“That’s what I always say!!” He exclaimed, “I think you might be the male version of me."

I looked at him and laughed, “Oh no.”

“Shut up” he said, laughing and throwing a chip at me.

“Wow, so rude Michael.” I laughed, throwing it back at him.

Two and a half hours later, Mike and I were pretty tipsy, sitting across from each other on my carpet playing never have I ever, and what not, just getting to know each other really.

“I’m glad I met you, Sara.” Mike said, clinking his beer with mine.

“Was that meant to be a toast?” I said, in a fit of hysterics. “I’m glad I met you too, Mikey.”

Mike bit his lip and smiled, I pulled his teeth from his lip softly with my finger. “You know, you’re really beautiful. Even without makeup.”

“You asshole!” I laughed, playfully pushing him.

“Well it’s safe to say I can’t drive home tonight.”

“It’s cool, you can crash here.” I said, getting up to get him and I another drink, “Unless you want me to call you a cab?”

“No, no, here will be good.” Mike smiled, “We both have the day off tomorrow so we could do something, if you want?”

“Sounds good to me, Mikey.”

I handed him his drink and we both took gulps of our drinks, “To new best friends!” he said, clinking our beers together. I laughed and nodded, before we both took another drink. I sat mine down and stared at him for a while. He really was attractive, I must say.

“So! Word on the street is that you’re a proper ladies man.” I said, smirking.

He smirked at me back, “Well…”

“Hmm?” I smiled.

“I mean, I like sex. You know?” he said.

I nodded, “I feel you bro.”

“You want to feel me?” He said, smirking.

“You’re such a horny bastard!” I laughed, playfully pushing him and he actually fell back.

“Okay. I did not realise I was this drunk.” Mike said and I practically fell over laughing and snorted mid laugh. “Awww! Oh my god that was so cute!” he said, getting up and reaching out to me for a hug.

“What are you doing?” I said as we both toppled over, him being on top of me.

“Just giving you a huggle.” He said then looked at me, confusion on his face, “What the fuck is a huggle?”

We both started laughing and once we stopped, we were still in the same position. “So you’re giving me a huggle, right?”

“Hell yeah. That can only be our word, okay?”

“Okay.” I smiled.

I felt his breathe on my lips as he came closer to me. He glanced at my lips then stared right into my eyes for the longest time, and usually I’d be uncomfortable, but I enjoyed it, it was nice.
He kept staring at me and went to lean in to my lips, I didn’t move purely to see what he would do. He kissed the corner of my mouth, then the other corner, then placed a kiss firmly on my lips. And just as I was about to kiss back he pulled away and stood up, helping me stand up too, which left me frustrated. His lips tasted nice and I needed more.

He put his hands on my hips and bit his lip, “Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he blushed, “There’s something about you, man. Seriously. I, I like you.”

I blushed harder than I ever have, “I feel the same way, Mikey.” I whispered as I went on my tippy toes to press a kiss to his lips. I felt him squeeze my hips tightly as our lips moved perfectly together. I pulled away, sighing in content. I rested my head on his chest for a moment before pulling away completely from him, automatically feeling a little empty and cold. “Let’s go to bed.” I said, holding his hand and leading him to my room where we slept cuddling the rest of the night.

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