There's No Such Thing As Too Young

"Guys! Hurry up!" Vic shouted through the door, knocking on it.

"Two minutes!" Mike called, rubbing his wet hair with a towel.

Everybody had decided that they wanted to take their hungover asses to the mall, to spend some time together before they left Tuesday morning.

I was perched on Mike's bed, my make up scattered infront of me.

My stomach was bubbling with nerves, and excitement about tonight.

I wasn't going to change my mind about what I told Mike earlier.

I finished blending my blush, and wiped my hands clean.

I was sat in my denim shorts from yesterday, a grey Key Street top, with a snapback on, and my vans.

Fiona and I were wearing things that covered our faces, just incase any fans noticed us with the guys, or even worse...fans from our school.

It really wouldn't go down well that Two teenagers were dating older men, and rockstars.

I put my make up bag back into my purse, and lay back on Mike's bed, watching him get dressed.

He turned around as he dropped his towel to pull on some boxers, which I rolled my eyes at.

I'd be seeing everything later.

I continued to watch him get dressed, right down to when he was slipping some Nike's on.

"Ready?" He asked, holding a hand out.

"Yep." I replied, heaving myself up.

Mike handed me some Ray Bans, which I pushed onto my face.

The ride to the mall was quite short.

All the couple took their partners cars, expect for Jaime and Vic, who weren't a couple but rode together anyway.

"Where first?" Tony asked, holding hands with Fiona.

She was pretty much wearing the same as me, with sunglasses on too.

I couldn't help but feel like an idiot wearing them indoors, but I'll probably take them off when Mike and I are alone somewhere.

"None of us are going to want to go to the same shops, so we should probably just split and go our seperate ways. Anyway, Millie and I need to sort some stuff out." Mike said, glancing at me as his arm wound around my waist tightly.

"Yeah, whatever." Vic shrugged, not really bothered.

"Shall we all arrange to meet somewhere at about Four?" Jaime wondered, rocking on his heels.

Everyone nodded.

"What about that Ice Cream place in the food court?" Fiona asked.

"Yeah, yeah. We all have eachothers numbers, so we can text if we're going to be late or whatever." Mike explained.

"Alright then, see ya later!" Vic and Jaime called, heading towards best buy.

And with that, we all went our seperate ways.

"So what do we need to sort out?" I frowned at Mike, utterly confused as to what he was on about earlier when he was talking to Vic.

"You'll see." He replied, taking my hand and dragging me into CVS.

"Why are we in here?" I chuckled, looking around me.

Mike said nothing, just dragged my to an isle towards to the back of the empty store.

Luckily it was Sunday, so nobody was around.

My mouth dropped open when I saw what aisle we were down.

"No way!" I gasped, trying to escape Mike's hold.

"Don't be embarrassed, Millie. It's perfectly normal for a couple to buy condoms." Mike smugly replied, his eyes scanning the shelves.

Why the hell was he doing this?

"This is embarrassing, let's go." I pleaded, pulling on his arm.

"Nope, if we're going to do it, we've got to be safe." Mike calmly replied.

"Oh my god." I muttered, hiding my face in my hands.

"Right, what shall we go for? Extra safe, ribbed, fruit flavoured? Ooh! Tingly ones!" Mike gasped, his voice slightly louder than normal.

Dickhead!

"Okay! Okay! You've made your point! Choose some, and let's go!" I said, glancing around us.

He laughed and grabbed a box of extra safe ones, and towed me to the checkout.

I avoided the gaze of the cashier as Mike payed, I'm sure I would have fainted from embarrassment.

I walked away and out of the store, with Mike laughing at my expense behind me.

"You're an asshole." I grumbled, walking a few paces infront of him.

"Aw, baby! Don't be angry!" Mike cooed, wrapping his arms around me from behind and dropping the condoms into my handbag, out of sight.

"You're so embarrassing! Why can't you be a normal boyfriend?!" I whined, tipping my head back on his shoulder.

"Mike Fuentes! Oh my god!" We heard someone shout, and Mike froze against me.

"Fuck." He muttered, letting me go and turning around to the source of the voice.

We both looked as a young girl ran up to us, wearing purple jeans and an Asking Alexandria top.

I inwardly cringed.

She was obviously a fan.

"Can I get a picture with you?" She gushed, breathing heavily.

"Um, yeah." Mike said, shuffling awkwardly.

He posed with her, and her arm was around his waist.

"Thank you, I love you so much! My name's Mya by the way!" She told him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Mike awkwardly patted her back and pulled away after a few seconds.

She eyed me up, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

Mike noticed the tension between us and made a move.

"Erm, we have to go now, but it was nice meeting you Mya!" Mike exclaimed, wrapping an arm around my waist.

She waved at us as we walked away, and Mike sighed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, touching his cheek.

"I hate that fans have to disrupt my time with you."

"It's not their fault."

"You're perfect." He smiled, ducking to peck my lips.

I giggled and squeezed his hand.

I couldn't help but notice the colour difference between our skin.

Mine was milky white, whereas Mike's was tanned with all of his tattoos.

Complete opposites.

It was true, Mike and I were complete opposites.

He was loud and outgoing, not afraid of anything.

I was quiet and self reserved.

I often wonder if my personality would be different if I didn't have so many problems.

About Two hours later Mike and I were sat in the food court, waiting for the others.

I took my cap and sunglasses off, shaking my hair out.

Nobody was around to notice who I was.

It wad a good job I looked older than what I was.

"Do you want me to stay at yours tonight?" Mike asked, circling an arm around my shoulders.

"You need to." I said softly, resting my head in his neck.

"Are you scared?"

"Abit." I said gently, and I heard Mike sigh.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't hurt me, I promise." I assured him, pressing a hand to his cheek.

"You're not a..." He trailed off.

"No." I shook my head, and Mike relaxed a little.

Mike was about to say something, but we were disrupted by Vic, Jaime, Tony and Fiona sitting down.

"What are you two whispering about?" Jaime asked, knocking his knuckles against the table edge.

"I'm staying at Millie's tonight and tomorrow." Mike stated.

"What are you going to do about the tour bus? It's picking us up from ours." Vic asked, frowning.

"Get the driver to stop at Millie's, there's no way I'm leaving her alone before we leave." Mike shrugged.

"That reminds me actually, I need a favour." Fiona interrupted, talking to me.

"And what's that?" I asked, dreading what she was going to ask.

"I told my Mom I'm staying at yours tonight."

"But you're not?" I said slowly,

"Nope, I'm going to Tony's."

"And this involves me how?"

"If she phones, tell her I'm there." She pleaded, pulling the puppy dog eyes.

"I'm not lying for you." I chuckled, leaning into Mike's side.

"Please! I'd do it for you!" She exclaimed.

I always fell for that sentence!

"Fine." I sighed, giving in to her pout.

She squealed and reached across the table, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Hey! Hands off my girlfriend!" Mike yelled, flicking her in the forehead.

"Ow!" She shouted, flicking him back,

I merely sat and watched them, an amused look on my face.

"Children, stop." Vic laughed, pulling them apart.

"My girl totally won." Tony bragged, teasing Mike.

"She did not!"

"Did too!"

"I won! Babe, tell them!" Mike said to me, jutting out his bottom lip.

"You're both as bad as eachother." I replied, rolling my eyes.

They continued to bicker.

I watched them, feeling my heart ache because I was going to miss these guys so much over the next few weeks.

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