There's No Such Thing As Too Young

I woke up with a splitting headache.

Which suprised me as I didn't drink that much last night.

I rolled out of bed and Mike moaned softly as I removed myself from his grasp.

I quietly pulled on some pyjama bottoms of Mike's and tied them tightly so they wouldn't fall down, I also slipped on a crewneck.

I made my way out of his room, shutting the door behind me.

I wasn't sure who was up, but I do remember everyone crashing here last night.

I padded down the stairs, with One hand holding my head as it thumped.

When I entered the living room I saw that Fiona and Tony had slept on the couch and were currently huddled under a duvet as the TV played Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I lifted the edge of the duvet and climbed under it, leaning into Tony.

He wrapped an arm around Fiona and I.

"Does your head hurt as bad as ours?" He asked quietly.

"Yes." I murmered, closing my eyes in an attempt to will away my headache.

"I'm never drinking again." Fiona groaned quietly, burying her face in Tony's neck.

"You say that everytime." I mumbled.

We all sat and watched the cartoon for awhile, before Vic and Mike joined us.

Mike squeezed onto the couch, pulling me away from Tony and into his lap.

If I wasn't so hungover I probably would have laughed at the fact he was so obviously jealous, even though Tony was in a relationship with my best friend.

I cuddled into Mike, and he brushed my hair back.

Vic was cheery and was rubbing in the fact that he was feeling great as he handed us advil.

"Where's Jaime?" Mike asked, downing the pills, as did I.

"In Casey's bed." Vic spoke casually, causing us to look at him weirdly.

"Excuse me?" Tony wondered.

"Casey was hammered, more hammered than you lot combined. Jaime had to help him to bed, but Casey wouldn't let him leave and insisted that he wanted to cuddle. Jaime, of course, accepted the lame excuse and they're currently spooning in the guest bedroom." Vic chuckled.

We all laughed too, feeling the advil kicking in.

We were all sat watching the TV again when there was a knock at the door.

"Who could that be?" Mike asked, craning his neck to look at the door.

Vic removed himself from the armchair he was sat in and went to the window to peer out and see who it was.

"Fuck." He spoke.

"What? Who is it?" Tony asked.

"It's our Mom!" Vic exclaimed, his eyes wide.

I gasped.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Mike chanted, hopping up from the sofa and pulling me with him.

"Go and take the girls upstairs, Tony! Don't come down until we come and get you!" Vic ordered, running to the door.

Everyone immediately jumped into action.

We all sprinted out of the living room and upstairs, straight into Mike's room.

Tony and Fiona threw themselves on the bed, while I paced the room.

"Hey, calm down." Tony spoke, watching me walk the length of the room repeatedly.

"Oh my god, this is a disaster." I said, clutching my hair in my hands.

"Ssh, I have a headache." Fiona groaned, covering her eyes.

I rolled my eyes and Tony laughed, pulling her to him.

"Tony, what if she finds out?" I asked, biting my lip.

"So what if she does? Surely it would be better, and you wouldn't be hiding it anymore." He shrugged.

"Hypocrite." Fiona mumbled, earning a flick in the forehead from Tony.

She yelped and smacked him back, and it turned into a wrestling match.

"I'm going to get washed up." I told them, grabbing some clean clothes from Mike's drawers and making my way into the en-suite bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I washed my face thoroughly, wiping away the make up from last night.

I scrubbed my teeth and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash.

I then changed into the leggings and chunky knit jumper that I'd chosen, I proceeded to brush out my natural curls from where I'd slept on my straight hair, making them fall loosely around my shoulders.

I pulled the curls into a loose ponytail, pulling some bits out to frame my face.

Luckily, I kept some spare make up here.

I applied my foundation, concealer and powder.

After, I swept some blush onto my cheeks and eyeliner onto my lids, coating my eyelashes with mascara.

I felt so much better now, but I couldn't stop thinking about Mike and his Mom downstairs.

What was she going to do?

Did she already know?

I continued to mentally ask myself questions as I exited the bathroom, and I was met with the sight of Tony and Fiona making out, and quite heavily.

"Oi!" I exclaimed, throwing a hairbrush at them.

It hit Tony in the back and he rolled off Fiona with a quilty expression.

"Erm, I just heard the front door go, so I think Vivian's gone." Tony said sheepishly, rubbing his neck.

"Thanks for telling me." I said softly, opening the bedroom door and walking down the stairs cautiously.

Mike appeared at the bottom, making me jump and slip.

I ended up falling on my bum.

"Sorry, baby!" He exclaimed, helping me up and checking me over for any injuries.

"Your Mom has gone then?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's just gone, she just came to check on Vic and I." He replied, nuzzling my cheek.

"Oh."

Mike kissed my cheek and started making his way down to my neck, pulling my jumper down to expose my shoulder as he pressed his lips against the skin.

"Where's Tony and Fiona?" Mike asked, pulling away with a frown.

"Take a guess." I replied, giving him a look.

"Oh hell no!" He yelled, his eyes wide as he darted up the stairs.

I shook my head with a laugh, entering the kitchen to get a glass of water.

I poured myself some and took a seat at their kitchen table, pulling my legs upto my chest as I swirled the liquid around the glass.

I was lost in my own world when I heard the front door open, I ignored it, thinking it was just Vic.

"Boys, I've forgotten my phone!" A female voice called, making my head shoot up.

Fuck!

It's Mrs Fuentes!

I looked around and spotted her phone on the side.

I could hear her footsteps approaching the kitchen, and I looked around looking for a way to hide.

I braced myself.

Finally, she walked in.

She was of a small build, only around 5'2, with short, bleached hair and fine wrinkles on her face.

I instantly got a loving vibe from her.

She paused as she entered, looking at me.

Our eyes connected and I instantly knew that she knew who I was.

I was on the verge of having a panic attack when Mike ran down the stairs with Tony chasing him, and they skidded into the kitchen, not noticing Mrs Fuentes standing there.

Tony was the first to notice.

"Mike." Tony whispered, nudging him in the side.

Mike instantly looked at me, frowning before following my gaze to his Mother.

"Mom." He breathed, staring at her with a worried expression.

"Michael."

"Erm, what are you doing back here? You just left..."

Soon Vic and Fiona joined us, laughing until they saw what was happening.

I was still sat at the table with my knees to my chest, and I was shaking.

Vic noticed and rushed over to me, pulling me up and into his side.

Over the last few days he's become just as protective as Mike, and was always watching me carefully.

I didn't actually think he'd ever warm upto me, but Mike told me about the conversation they had when they were on their way home from tour.

"So, is this the famous girlfriend I've been told about?" She grinned, looking at me.

The atmosphere immediately changed and her smile lit up the whole room.

Mike relaxed and took my hand, pulling me away from Vic and to him.

"Yes, this is Millie." Mike grinned, pressing his lips to my forehead and wrapping an arm around my waist.

I instantly relaxed.

Tony and Fiona gave Vic, Mike, Mrs Fuentes and I some privacy.

"Hello, Millie. It's nice to finally meet you, and I must say you're absolutely stunning. You're not how I imagined you at all! I was expecting another bimbo, but my, you're beautiful!" She gushed, rushing over to Mike and I, standing right infront of us.

"Mom! You're embarrassing me!" Mike whined.

"Erm, thank you." I blushed, looking at the ground.

"I'm Vivian, and it's a pleasure to meet you. My son has been hiding you away for no reason, his Father and I were starting to believe he was gay." Vivian laughed, causing Vic to snicker, and I even heard Tony and Fiona laugh from the living room.

"Mom!" Mike yelled, his cheeks bright red.

"Relax, I'm joking, don't be so uptight." She shrugged, pinching his cheeks.

"Don't you have places to be? You've met Millie, now leave, I knew you'd embarrass me." Mike complained.

"I'm going, I'm going, relax, baby boy." She soothed, pulling his face down to kiss his cheek.

She left a nude mark from her lipstick and he rubbed it off, groaning.

It was pretty obvious that he was a Mommy's boy.

"I'll be seeing you very soon, we'll have to get together and have some girly time." Vivian told me, pulling me in for a hug.

The gesture suprised me, but I hugged back.

Hugging her reminded me of when my Mother used to hold me when I was little.

Vivian pulled away and stroked my cheek, smiling at me.

She turned to Mike and pointed a finger at him.

"Be good and take care of her." She said sternly.

Mike nodded and bent down a considerable amount to hug her.

She grabbed her phone and gave Vic a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye!" She yelled as she left, shutting the foor behind her.

Well, that was unexpected.

We were all silent for a moment, before Vic busted out laughing.

Mike and I looked at him.

"What are you laughing at?" Mike asked, eyeing his brother.

"What are the chances of that happening? Poor Millie!" Vic giggled, wiping under his eyes.

"It was not at all funny, I was expecting her to flip out." Mike sighed, and I nodded in agreement.

Just at that moment, a very sleepy Jaime and Casey joined us.

"What did we miss?" Jaime asked, looking at us as he rubbed his eyes.

"Mom knows about Mike and Millie." Vic told him.

"Snap! What did she say when you told her she was Seventeen?" Jaime wondered, going to the fridge to get some juice.

"Erm, she doesn't know." Mike said awkwardly.

"She's gonna find out sooner or later." Casey told us wisely, holding his head.

"We're leaving, I need to get Fiona home before her parents get back." Tony spoke up, stopping in the kitchen doorway with Fiona.

"What time will they be back?" I asked her.

"This evening."

"Make sure they don't find out you skipped today." I warned, suddenly remembering we were supposed to be in class right now.

Eh, whatever.

"I won't, I'll see you all later." She waved, and with that, they both left.

Vic, Mike, Casey, Jaime and I were left in the kitchen.

"Can we all watch movies, I have a hangover." Casey whined, squinting his eyes.

We all chuckled and nodded.

I must admit, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders now Vivian knows about us.

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