The Game
Movie night
________________Time lapse 2 weeks___________________--------------
"Still no news on the disappearances of Katelyn Jonas and Erin Sherwood . Officials say the search party's are being canceled and hope is just about gone, for their return. Back to you Dave."
Mikey grinned from where he and Monica sat on the floor in her room. Their backs were to the foot of the bed. Monica, who was resting her head on his shoulder didn’t see this.
Mikey’s arm was casually around her shoulders.
It was a Friday night and Monica’s mom worked late. Chelsea had spoken to Mikey and trusted him so she gave permission for him to stay the night.
Cautiously, he set his head lightly on Monica’s head as they watched the news.
Monica listened to the steady sound of his heart thudding in his flat chest.
Thud thud...thud thud...thud thud...thud thud...
Sighing, she grabbed the remote and turned it to movies on demand.
"What to you wanna watch?" she asked.
"Dracula?" His chest rumbled when he spoke.
"Okay." She selected the movie and waited for it to load.
Monica watched avidly where as Mikey watched the movie in her eyes. Her nose was small, her lips full and soft looking, her silver eyes glistened from the light shining from the TV.
Her soft near white hair tickled his cheek.
The attraction wasn’t only physical though. He loved how she laughed, and how she said the most random things with a straight face. How she didn’t give a shit what others thought, how she could be mature when necessary and make him laugh after a bad day. One of his favorite things about her was her spotless, bright smile.
God she was so breathtaking!
Her silver eyes flicked up at him just as he switched to the TV.
He had a strong chiseled jaw, straight tawny hair, vibrant hazel eyes. He was tall and, from what she’d seen, well muscled. He was laid back and brave. He stood up for her, beat up Derek for her and made her smile.
His laugh was care free and made her laugh to, even if she didn’t think anything was funny.
His glasses were always slipping off the bridge of his nose, and he wore long sleeves all the time.
Little quirks she adored.
Near the middle of the movie, Monica was half asleep. She felt Mikey kiss the top of her head before she feel asleep.
The credits rolled and Mikey turned the TV off looking at the sleeping Monica. Carefully, he moved so he could pick her up bridal style.
She was so light. Maybe 90 pounds. (Witch is JUST healthy weight)
"God she’s so tiny." He murmured as he lay her down.
He covered her up smirking at her hello kitty PJ’s. He was about to leave the room when her herd her whine "Mikey."
He turned and could see her pale self sitting up looking at him.
She held her thin arms out, eyes closed from sleep.
Mikey (in black PJ pants) grinned and climbed onto the bed and into her arms.
She held him close and lay down, taking him with her. Mikey scooted up so her head was in his chest and rested his head on hers.
They fell asleep.
"Still no news on the disappearances of Katelyn Jonas and Erin Sherwood . Officials say the search party's are being canceled and hope is just about gone, for their return. Back to you Dave."
Mikey grinned from where he and Monica sat on the floor in her room. Their backs were to the foot of the bed. Monica, who was resting her head on his shoulder didn’t see this.
Mikey’s arm was casually around her shoulders.
It was a Friday night and Monica’s mom worked late. Chelsea had spoken to Mikey and trusted him so she gave permission for him to stay the night.
Cautiously, he set his head lightly on Monica’s head as they watched the news.
Monica listened to the steady sound of his heart thudding in his flat chest.
Thud thud...thud thud...thud thud...thud thud...
Sighing, she grabbed the remote and turned it to movies on demand.
"What to you wanna watch?" she asked.
"Dracula?" His chest rumbled when he spoke.
"Okay." She selected the movie and waited for it to load.
Monica watched avidly where as Mikey watched the movie in her eyes. Her nose was small, her lips full and soft looking, her silver eyes glistened from the light shining from the TV.
Her soft near white hair tickled his cheek.
The attraction wasn’t only physical though. He loved how she laughed, and how she said the most random things with a straight face. How she didn’t give a shit what others thought, how she could be mature when necessary and make him laugh after a bad day. One of his favorite things about her was her spotless, bright smile.
God she was so breathtaking!
Her silver eyes flicked up at him just as he switched to the TV.
He had a strong chiseled jaw, straight tawny hair, vibrant hazel eyes. He was tall and, from what she’d seen, well muscled. He was laid back and brave. He stood up for her, beat up Derek for her and made her smile.
His laugh was care free and made her laugh to, even if she didn’t think anything was funny.
His glasses were always slipping off the bridge of his nose, and he wore long sleeves all the time.
Little quirks she adored.
Near the middle of the movie, Monica was half asleep. She felt Mikey kiss the top of her head before she feel asleep.
The credits rolled and Mikey turned the TV off looking at the sleeping Monica. Carefully, he moved so he could pick her up bridal style.
She was so light. Maybe 90 pounds. (Witch is JUST healthy weight)
"God she’s so tiny." He murmured as he lay her down.
He covered her up smirking at her hello kitty PJ’s. He was about to leave the room when her herd her whine "Mikey."
He turned and could see her pale self sitting up looking at him.
She held her thin arms out, eyes closed from sleep.
Mikey (in black PJ pants) grinned and climbed onto the bed and into her arms.
She held him close and lay down, taking him with her. Mikey scooted up so her head was in his chest and rested his head on hers.
They fell asleep.
♠ ♠ ♠
Their so cute! Don't get comfortable, the next day......well, you won't forget it.