MIKE'S POV.

Sara and I sat down on the stools at the bar. We both wanted to have shots, shots of Jack to be precise.

“We’ll each have a shot of Jack, please.” Sara sweetly said.

The bartender quickly filled two shot glasses with Jack Daniels and I paid for them, “You ready?”

Sara nodded eagerly and I laughed, “3… 2… 1!” She squealed and we both poured the drink into mouths. “Another, another!” she laughed. I shook my head playfully and we took a few more shots together. She hopped off of the bar stool and hooked her arm in mine, making us walk over to the dance floor.

“Nope. I am not dancing, little miss.”

“Oh but you are.” She smirked.

I laughed, shaking my head and as we reached the dance floor, she wrapped her arms around my neck lazily, both of our bodies swaying (and awfully closely to each other’s) to the beat of the music. She turned round and I put my hands firmly on her beautiful hips as she danced into my crotch. I felt a light blush come on to my face and I couldn’t help it, she’s just so beautiful.

After the song was finished, we walked back to the booth the rest of the guys were at. Vic, Jaime and Laura were all chatting, whereas Tony was kissing the face off of some blonde girl. Sara wolf whistled, making Tony laugh during his kiss and stick his middle finger up in our general direction. We all laughed, and Sara was sat on my lap, my hands on her waist.

“I want to danceeeee.” She whined.

“Well dance then, poopyhead.” I laughed, poking her in the nose gently.

“I’m not going up myself.”

“I’m not going up with you.” I laughed.

“You’re the poopyhead then!” She laughed, “Laura you wanna dance?”

Laura nodded and Sara got up off my lap, leaving me instantly feeling a little less, I don’t know, whole? I felt kind of lost, like my best friend was away from me. I’ve grown really close to her, but I want to be closer… I stood up, as did Vic, to let Laura out and off they went to dance together. I watched as she laughed whilst dancing, her smile lighting up the whole room, her strikingly beautiful green eyes showing through even when it was pretty dark. Her long, black hair swaying from side to side as she danced, her beautiful curves making it hard to concentrate on anything else – she had an hourglass figure – she was perfect.

“You like her huh?” Vic smirked.

I sighed, taking a long drink from my beer to turn round to see Jaime and Vic staring at me with eager smiles on their face, “What?” I laughed, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

“Fuck I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so uncomfortable in my life. You are totally into her,” Jaime said.

“I am not!” I defended, it was a lie, but a lie I was willing to tell – a girl like Sara was definitely not going to like a guy like me. Well, at least not as much as I like her.

“Except the fact that you totally are…” Vic said, “Just admit it, man!”

I sighed, “Okay, yeah, I like her. But keep it fucking quiet.” I said, glaring at especially Jaime, who I don’t think has ever kept a secret in his life. He pretended to zip up his mouth, lock it and then throw away the key which I playfully rolled my eyes at.

“Just ask her out…” Jaime then said.

“I don’t think so…” I mumbled, “I mean, look at her.”

“Yeah… You’re perfect for each other.” Vic laughed.

“What?”

“Yeah, you totally are perfect for each other.” Jaime agreed.

“How do you really feel about her?” Vic asked.

I felt a blush come upon my cheeks and I smiled like an idiot, “I uh, you know that story Pops used to always tell us?” Vic nodded, his eyes wide as he realised how I really felt, Jaime, however looked confused.

“What did your Pops used to always tell you?” Jaime asked.

“Well, when he first met our mama, it was because they worked in the same place. He said he caught a glimpse of her as he was walking past and he had to stop and have another look. He had to see what she looked like, and when he seen her, properly, and up close, he fell in love. Just like that. He knew he had to have her, because he knew he would be with her forever. He knew that she was the one. Like it was fate or something, or ‘true love’ as they always call it. And that it will happen to everyone, one day, and it’ll be the best moment of their life.” Vic explained and I nodded.

“Wow.” Jaime said, totally speechless – which I also think was for a first.

“Yeah, wow.” I sighed

“Wow what?” Sara said, smiling as she sat back down on my lap.

“Wow, you look beautiful.” I grinned at her, wrapping my arms round her waist. I heard Vic and Jaime make fake gagging sounds and I stuck my middle finger up at them.

“You’re just cute.” She said, kissing my cheek.

Sooner than we thought, it was 3AM, we were all wasted and we all wanted to go to bed, so we gestured for a cab to come over to where we were standing. Laura got out first and left us money to pay for it, then it was Tony and the girl whose name I finally found out was Stephanie, then Jaime, then it was time for Vic and I to get out.

“Hey, you wanna stay with me tonight?” I asked a sleepy Sara and she nodded, getting out of the cab with us.

I held her hand as we walked to the front door and Vic unlocked it, letting us in.

“I’m hungry.” Sara pouted. “I want… French toast!”

“Okay, I’ll make you some.” I laughed as we walked into the kitchen. I got out two bottles of water and put one in front of her. I drank from the other whilst I made her French toast. Once I was finished, I put it on a plate and put it in front of her, watching her devour it. “I guess you really were hungry, huh?” I joked and she nodded. She took a big gulp of her water and looked at me happily.

“Thank you.” she said, rubbing her tummy, “Much better.”

I took her hand and led her up to my bedroom, to where we’d be sleeping together. I liked sleeping with Sara being close to me. It felt nice, her body against mines, nothing sexual about it, I just always felt so content whenever she was around me in general. I took my shirt off and put it in my laundry basket as she sat on my bed, taking off her heels, she put them down in the corner of the room and smiled at me sheepishly, “Can I wear something of yours to bed?”

“Of course,” I said, going into my wardrobe and handing her an Iron Maiden tank top, “You want me to go outside whilst you change?”

She shook her head no, “I’m comfortable with you enough for you to see me in my underwear.” She blushed.

I took off my jeans and socks, leaving me in just my underwear. Sara had taken off her t-shirt and shorts and was in her underwear and bra also. I walked over to my bed and sat down on my side as she turned round to face me. She put on the tank I gave her and came over to where I was sitting before placing two of her hands on my chest. She slowly leaned closer to me and I felt myself get nervous, I looked at her lips and to her eyes. I caught her doing the same and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I grabbed her from where she was, making her sit on my lap. I closed the gap in between us and kissed her softly, she kissed me back and our lips moved in sync. She opened her mouth a little more and I took my opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues fought with each other’s and I felt myself get excited, especially as she started to grind on me. At the same time, we both let out a quiet moan and then she pulled away, giggling, I laughed with her and she pecked my lips one more time.

“I like you, Mike…” She whispered. She had her arms round my neck and I had my hands on her waist.

“I like you too, Sara.” I whispered back, “A lot.”

“But…” she paused, thinking of what to say, she looked away for a moment before turning back to me, “I’m scared.”

She looked down and some of her hair fell in her face, I pulled her close to hug her and when she sat back up, I pushed some of her hair away from her face, “What’s there to be scared of?” I asked, not gaining an answer. She shook her head vigorously and I urged again for an answer.

She sighed before getting off of me and lying down on the bed beside me, pulling the covers up and over her face, “You wouldn’t understand.” She whispered, just loud enough for me to hear and within a few minutes I heard her gently fall asleep, but I couldn’t. Not now.

What’s there to be so scared of that she can’t tell me?

Notes

I'm so sorry this has taken me so long to update, I wanted to finish my Tony story first before really concentrating on my others!

You may want to read back to the last chapter to see what's gone on, just to make sure! Once again, sorry it's been so long! <3