There's No Such Thing As Too Young

"Ugh, your ring is so pretty! I didn't think Mike had style!" Fiona gushed, gripping onto my hand as she inspected my engagement ring.

I'd invited her over last night when we were on Skype, it seemed like forever since we've seen eachother, but it had only been a few days.

We were sat in my kitchen, at the counter with my computer infront of us as we watched music videos.

We'd already exchanged gifts.

Mike and I had gotten her an Itunes gift voucher and the Lorac pro palette, she'd gotten me new make up from MAC and had gotten Mike chocolate and a few jumpers after claiming he had 'shitty fashion sense'.

"My Mom's getting suspicious about Tony." Fiona said.

"Uh oh, why? What's happened?"

"She found his T-shirt under my bed, it was from when I sneaked him into my room One night and Mom was still awake, so I shoved Tony out of the window half dressed." She giggled, slightly blushing.

"What did your Mom say?"

"Nothing, I just told her that I borrowed it from you and it belonged to your boyfriend. She knows I'm dating someone, but I told her that it's just casual and that I'd introduce her when I thought it was the right time."

"Don't drag me into it!"

"Sorry, I just panicked!"

I rolled my eyes.

"What did Tony get you then?" I wondered, resting my chin on my hands.

"This bracelet and he told me he loved me, finally! We had to give eachother our gifts on christmas eve, obviously." She stated, lifting the sleeve of her jumper to show me.

I cooed at it.

It was a silver bracelet with a few charms on the chain.

One charm was a silver heart with the words 'You're the Storm to my Trooper' engraved on it, the others were a guitar charm and a 'T'.

"That's so cute! Look at this, Mike!" I shouted, calling him into the kitchen.

I heard him groan as he removed himself from the couch, slowly padding into the kitchen with the dog following him.

"What's up?" He asked, scratching his tummy as he yawned.

"Look what Tony got Fiona."

She held out her wrist for him to see, he touched the bracelet for a second as he inspected it.

"Hmm, that's cool. It could have been worse and nerdier, I guess. I mean, he could have asked you to marry him, then we'd be stuck with you for life." Mike smiled, flicking her.

"Ow! You're such a dick! How does Millie put up with you?" She whined.

"Because I'm fabulous."

I watched them intently, completely used to them bickering whenever they were in the same room.

I honestly have no idea why they bicker like they do.

Ever since they had first met when Mike turned up at my school, they just started this weird friendship.

"Ha!"

"You're adopted." Mike told her.

"Hey! Stop it! Just ignore him, Fi. He's convinced that he found a grey hair this morning, he's been in a vile mood since." I informed her, pulling on Mike's arm to bring him to me.

"Your hair is black though, I can't see any." She frowned, squinting.

"It wasn't on his head." I mumbled.

Mike had stormed into the bedroom this morning, waking me up by shoving his package in my face and claiming that he had a grey hair.

There was nothing there, but Mike wasn't having it.

"Millie! Don't tell her that!"

"What do you-Ew! Ew! That's disgusting!" Fiona cried, covering her face.

"I can't believe you told her!" Mike exclaimed, flopping onto the stool next to mine and resting his chin on my shoulder.

"She's my best friend, we tell eachother everything." I shrugged, turning my head to nuzzle his cheek. "You need to shave." I added.

He growled playfully.

"Wait, so girls tell eachother everything? Even the weird stuff?" He asked curiously.

Fiona removed her face from her hands and nodded.

"Yep, do you and Tony not tell eachother things?"

"Yeah, but not super weird things, it's not manly. What's Millie told you about me?"

My eyes widened.

"No, no, no!" I chanted, pleading with Fiona.

She smirked at me cunningly.

"She said that you tried on One of her thongs the other week."

Mike gasped.

"No! You promised that you weren't going to tell him, I told you that in confidence!" I yelped.

"You even told her about that?! It was only once and it was a dare!" He defended, his cheeks pink.

"It was not a dare! You randomly tried it on!"

"What colour was it? Black? Red?" Fiona hummed, smiling wickedly at Mike.

"It was purple, for your information." He informed her.

"Don't moan at me for telling her and then give her accurate details yourself!" I spoke, turning back to look at him.

"I was just defending myself! If you want to know, then you have to know all the right details! Anyway, it's not like it's gonna happen again. Those things are so uncomfortable, they go up your ass and my junk felt bruised." Mike shuddered.

"Then don't try on my underwear."

Mike shrugged, reaching for the cookie jar and taking out a treat, munching on it casually.

"When do we go back to school?" Fiona wondered, turning the laptop around to face her and searching for new music.

"Next Tuesday." I groaned, throwing my head back against Mike's shoulder.

"No way! On the day you work too! Ugh, I haven't done any of the homework I've been given, I just can't get motivated." She exclaimed, sighing heavily.

"Actually, I quit my job this morning." I mumbled sheepishly.

"What? Why?" She frowned.

"Now that we're living together, she doesn't need to stay at that crappy job. I make enough money to cover the bills and pay for food, Millie doesn't have to pay rent because her Grandmother actually owned this house and passed it down to her. So, when you think about it, it's not that bad." Mike explained for me, kissing my neck gently.

"Wait, you're living together? Finally?!"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"I told Millie ages ago that you Two should just move in together, you were practically living together as soon as you started dating. Now, you're getting married. Your relationship has moved so quickly, not in a bad way, you Two are made for eachother." Fiona told us.

I turned around to face Mike, draping my arms around his neck, I rubbed our noses together, One of my favourite things to do.

"Alright, stop being mushy." Fiona complained, looking away and gagging.

"You started it by giving the speech!" Mike laughed, whistling for Rocky who's head lifted from being beckoned.

He lifted himself from the floor and strode over to Mike, lifting his paws onto his lap.

"Jesus christ, you're huge." He muttered, ruffling his short, coarse fur.

"You still need to tell Tony and Jaime about the engagement." I told Mike, helping pull Rocky down.

"Can we not just tell the fans and post it on Instagram, so the guys will see too?" He asked.

Hmm, maybe that's not such a bad idea.

"Fine, how are we going to do this then?" I wondered, biting my lip in thought.

"Take a picture of your hand." Fiona told me.

I nodded and Mike handed me his phone.

I unlocked it and opened up the camera app.

I was about to snap a picture of my ring but Mike stopped me by placing his hand under mine.

I held onto Two of his fingers and snapped the picture.

I handed Mike his phone back and he opened up Instagram.

I leaned against his shoulder and Fiona stood next to him as he changed the colour of the picture and captioned it as 'I'm officially the happiest guy in the world and I can't wait until she becomes Mrs Fuentes. That's right, this ride is closing. #shesmarryingthedrummer #drummersdoitharder'.

We laughed at the caption, as soon as it started uploading and it appeared in Mike's feed was when I got nervous.

My palms were sweating and the comments started rolling in within seconds!

My eyes skimmed over them.

'@alliebearxo: OMG!'

'@fckKellinQuinn: Congratulations! She's a lucky lady!'

'@MiaJohnson: We don't even know what she looks like :('

'@KellyFuentes: No :'('

@PTVjaime: I'm coming over! Why am I always the last to know everything?!'

I laughed at Jaime's comment.

Mike locked his phone and placed it on the counter.

"We just have to wait and see now, babe." Mike grinned, gathering me in his tattoed arms.

"Yeah, I'm scared though." I giggled, resting my head against his after kissing him quickly.

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