Demolition Lovers.
Chapter 3
”Erm… Clo.” I nodded to her chest.
Chloe’s POV:
He held my hand. MY hand. Oh my god what am I thinking, were just friends. Nothing more. But still, he DID hold my hand and I’m perfectly capable of running on my own. =D
Mikey’s POV:
Shit. I didn’t mean to hold her hand. Well I did, but not like that.
But she didn’t let go. Probably cause we were running so fast though.
Anyway, we got back to my and as soon as we got in the front room everyone was laughing at us.
“Get a bit over exited Mikey-boy?” frank laughed at us,
“What!?!?!” I sounded pretty annoyed,
“SHIT!” I heard Chloe scream, “I knew I should’ve worn a jacket today!”
I turned around to see Chloe stood near the radiator with a see-threw blouse.
I couldn’t help but laugh, she looked so funny, stood there, hunched over trying to stop every one being able to see her bra through the now clear school blouse.
“Stop looking Mikey!” she screamed,
“Oi frank! Stop gawping at the poor girl!” Gerard said smacking frank over the head with a can of beer.
Chloe’s POV:
Oh my god, I can’t believe Mikey saw my bra! Even when we were going out all we really did was kiss. We enjoyed each others company more than anything. But he was gawping at me. I’m used to frank doing it. I mean, this is frank we’re talking about, but not Mikey. What if he still has feelings for me? Oh god, don’t think like that. Don’t get your hopes up!
Normal POV:
“Aimee. Got any spare clothes?” Chloe shouted over all the noise.
“No sorry, borrow something off Mikey if you’re that desperate” she laughed,
“Thanks! Just thanks! Mikey could I??” Chloe stuttered,
“sure, c’mon up” Mikey laughed taking my hand once again and pulling me towards his dark room.
“Don’t go on my account” frank called up after the two teens frozen half way up the stair case.
“Shut up frank. You disgust me.” Chloe muttered. “Even more when you’re pissed!” she added reaching Mikey’s door.
Chloe’s POV:
He held my hand. MY hand. Oh my god what am I thinking, were just friends. Nothing more. But still, he DID hold my hand and I’m perfectly capable of running on my own. =D
Mikey’s POV:
Shit. I didn’t mean to hold her hand. Well I did, but not like that.
But she didn’t let go. Probably cause we were running so fast though.
Anyway, we got back to my and as soon as we got in the front room everyone was laughing at us.
“Get a bit over exited Mikey-boy?” frank laughed at us,
“What!?!?!” I sounded pretty annoyed,
“SHIT!” I heard Chloe scream, “I knew I should’ve worn a jacket today!”
I turned around to see Chloe stood near the radiator with a see-threw blouse.
I couldn’t help but laugh, she looked so funny, stood there, hunched over trying to stop every one being able to see her bra through the now clear school blouse.
“Stop looking Mikey!” she screamed,
“Oi frank! Stop gawping at the poor girl!” Gerard said smacking frank over the head with a can of beer.
Chloe’s POV:
Oh my god, I can’t believe Mikey saw my bra! Even when we were going out all we really did was kiss. We enjoyed each others company more than anything. But he was gawping at me. I’m used to frank doing it. I mean, this is frank we’re talking about, but not Mikey. What if he still has feelings for me? Oh god, don’t think like that. Don’t get your hopes up!
Normal POV:
“Aimee. Got any spare clothes?” Chloe shouted over all the noise.
“No sorry, borrow something off Mikey if you’re that desperate” she laughed,
“Thanks! Just thanks! Mikey could I??” Chloe stuttered,
“sure, c’mon up” Mikey laughed taking my hand once again and pulling me towards his dark room.
“Don’t go on my account” frank called up after the two teens frozen half way up the stair case.
“Shut up frank. You disgust me.” Chloe muttered. “Even more when you’re pissed!” she added reaching Mikey’s door.