You Leave Me Breathless

[Trinity]

Saturday came a lot faster than I would’ve liked. Well, I have to admit that I’m a tiny bit excited. I am going to a carnival after all. And Peyton said that Frank said that Mikey’s been really excited since he asked me. Which is kinda cute.

Tonight is my night off work, luckily, but Peyton still has a shift. So we got ready at the same time in the spare bedroom.

“So do I go for slightly slutty or girl-next-door?” I asked, looking at the two outfits I’d laid out on one of the single beds

“He’s taking you to the carnival, right?” Peyton asked

I just nodded, twirling a strand of my blonde hair round my finger.

“Girl-next-door. I mean, you’ll need to be comfy and secure in the fact that your ass won’t be on show. Besides, he’s seen you dress slutty – he kinda needs to see you a little less slutty,” Peyton pointed out

“Good call,” I grinned

So I picked up the acid-wash skinny jeans, black bustier strap-top and black cardigan. Yeaah, this’ll be alright for tonight. It didn’t take me too long to get ready, so I took the time to straighten my hair, paint my nails cherry red, matching them with my red lipstick, red lace-up flat shoes, red necklace and red bag.

What?

I like to colour co-ordinate.

Exactly at 6pm, the doorbell rang. My breath hitched in my throat, making Peyton chuckle.

“What? It’s the first date I’ve ever been on!” I hissed, walking towards the door

I opened it with a small smile on my face, my smile widening when I saw Mikey. He was wearing a black Underoath t-shirt, a grey zip-up hoodie, a pair of ripped jeans and a black beanie. He looked hot. I’m not gonna lie.

“Hi,” I murmured, looking up at him

“You look beautiful,” he murmured back

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” I blushed

Since when do I fucking blush?!

“Ready to go?” Mikey chuckled

“Yuh huh,” I nodded, “Bye Peyton! See you later!”

“Later!” Peyton called from somewhere in the apartment

I smiled up at Mikey as I walked out the apartment, shutting the door and slipping my keys into my bag.

“Are we walking there or driving?” I asked Mikey as we walked out of the building

“Walking, if that’s okay. It’s not far, and it’s a nice night,” Mikey said shyly

“That’s fine,” I nodded

To calm my nerves, I pulled a cigarette and my lighter out of my bag, quickly lighting up and inhaling. Then I noticed Mikey staring at me.

“You don’t have a problem with me smoking, right?” I asked hesitantly

Not that I would change my habits if he did.

“Nah, Frank’s a heavy smoker. So’s Gerard. I’m used to it. Quit a few years back myself though,” Mikey shrugged

“I tried once. It was the worst 15 minutes of my life,” I sniggered

Mikey chuckled, before linking his fingers with my free hand. I blushed but didn’t say anything, letting my cigarette occupy me for now. At least I had an excuse not to awkwardly small talk, I suppose.

*

[30 minutes later]

“I could’ve paid for my own entry, y’know,” I grumbled, linking my hand with Mikey’s once more, now that we were actually inside the carnival

“It’s a date, and I’m the man. Paying is a manly thing to do,” Mikey said decisively

“If you say so,” I chuckled

“And besides, I wanted to pay for you,” Mikey smiled

I rolled my eyes, before smiling back. He really is a gentleman.

“So what rides are good in this carnival?” I asked, scanning the area

“Well, the bumper cars were pretty awesome a couple of years back. Ooh, the ghost train is pretty good too! Ooh, and the rollercoaster!” Mikey said excitedly

I couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer enthusiasm in his eyes. Bless him.

“Um, I think the rollercoaster is closest,” I pointed

“Shall we go on that then?” Mikey grinned

“Sure,” I nodded

Mikey started walking a little faster, making me laugh again. This guy really was something different. Scary enough, I think I liked it.

*

[4 hours later]

“Yes! Alright!” Mikey whooped, pumping his fist in the air, making me laugh

He’d just knocked over all of the ten coconuts in the stall, meaning he won the big prize.

“What would you like?” the stall man asked Mikey

Mikey wrapped his arms round me from behind, resting his chin on my head.

“What would you like, Trin?” Mikey asked me

“For real?” I asked, surprised as I turned my head to look at him

“For real,” Mikey chuckled

“Wow, um, the duck?” I said, raising an eyebrow as I turned back

The Stall Man smiled, handing my over the giant yellow duck toy. It was huge! But so soft. Mikey smiled, holding it for me. We nodded our goodbyes to the man, before Mikey slung his arm round my shoulders, the two of us walking away.

“So what else is there to do? We’ve been on all the rides apart from the kids ones we aren’t allowed on. We’ve had hotdogs, churros and doughnuts, as well as large sprites and coffees. Is there anything left?” I smirked

“Aye – cotton candy,” Mikey grinned, mocking my Irish slang

I chuckled, following him to the cotton candy trailer.

“1 large, please,” Mikey asked, pulling out $10 before I could get to my purse

I frowned. He hadn’t let me pay for anything all night. After a couple of seconds, Mikey got the cotton candy and his change. In silence he led me to a nearby vacant bench, and we sat down.

“Thank you for tonight, Mikey. I’ve had a really great time,” I smiled, taking some of the sticky fluff and putting it in my mouth.

Mmm cotton candy.

“You sound surprised,” Mikey commented

“I am,” I shrugged honestly

Mikey chuckled, placing some cotton candy in his mouth. I did the same, the two of us carrying on like this for a little while until it was all gone. Then Mikey chuckled softly.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” I frowned

“You do actually,” Mikey smirked

Before I could ask where, he leant forward, capturing my lips with his. I breathed in deeply, smiling at his boldness. Mikey ran his tongue over my bottom lip, the slight tang of the cotton candy seeping into my mouth. Then he pulled away, resting his forehead on mine.

“All gone,” he murmured, pecking my lips again

“You must think you’re pretty smooth, huh?” I snickered

“Oh yeah,” Mikey smirked

Then he pressed his lips to mine again. I placed one hand on his cheek, the other at the base of his neck, bringing our faces impossibly close. Mikey moaned softly as I tugged on his hair gently, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance, Mikey eventually winning as I gave in due to desire. Even though Mikey is shy and innocent normally, tonight’s kisses definitely weren’t. His hands squeezed my waist slightly, before he broke the embrace. He kept hold of my waist, but moved his face so it was a couple of inches away from mine.

“Trinity, will you be my girlfriend?” Mikey asked breathlessly

My answer came easily.

“Yes,” I nodded, smiling softly

Mikey grinned, before kissing me again. Peyton’s gonna have a field day.