Chapter 5 - A Blooming Flower

ARGENT'S HOUSE

Seated on the oh-so-soft bed in Allisons' bedroom, Mickey felt content. Spending the evening with his two best friends digging up a dead girl had taken its tool on him and he knew just what would help to make him relax, sleep and be next to the beautiful girl now snuggled up in his arms. He let out a breath as he finally let himself relax, his hand absently stroking the dark locks of Allisons' hair as she rested her head against his chest. He knew that he would have to talk to Scott about his relationship with Allison but that could wait for another day, right now the only thing he wanted in his mind was his beauty.

''What are you thinking about?'' Allison asked in an almost whisper, her voice drowsy but her lips still held a gentle smile when Mickey glanced down at her. Her smile, his hand leaving the beautiful wavy hair to gently cup her exposed cheek. Gently stroking small circles under her beautiful brown eyes.

''Thinking 'bout how lucky I am.'' He answered earning a small chuckle from the girl on his chest, her deep brown eyes glittering with excitement and happiness.

''What a flirt.'' She smirked and leaned forward, Mickey chuckled as he moved his fingers to rest under her chin to lead her forward until their lips met in a gentle yet so wonderful kiss. Smiling Mickey let his hands roam down Allisons' body until they rested on her hips, gently he gripped hold and slowly pulled her closer so her whole body rested on his own. His right hand left her waist as he snaked it up to her lower back, sneaking under her shirt until he felt her warm smooth skin under the rough skin of his hand.

''You're so friggin' beautiful,'' he mumbled into the kiss as Allison let out a shuddering breath at the feeling of his hand mapping her back, her own hand making a mess off his mix-colored hair as she tugged at him to deepen their kiss.

''We should get ready...The lacrosse game.'' Allison in some way managed to get out between the many kisses, Mickey groaned as he too realized that it was getting late. His green eyes glaring at the alarm clock on the bedside table earning a chuckle from the girl still resting on his chest, he quickly turned his attention back to her as he planted another kiss on her lips. Allison hummed in acceptance but gently broke away, smiling while teasingly biting down on her lower lip. ''We really should get ready, dad will be going so he will drive.''

''Alright.'' Mickey finally gave in but was reluctant to let go when Allison moved to get out of his grip, one eyebrow raised as she looked down on him. Mickey pouted like a child having to let go of his toy but he did let her go, watching as she moved away from the bed and to her wardrobe to get something warmer to wear other than her shorts and t-shirt.

''No privacy?'' She asked mockingly as she noticed Mickeys' stare, Mickey just answered with a cocky smirk as he made a point of turning his whole body so that he could watch her undress. One arm under the pillow as he stared at her with one eye, the other buried too deep in the pillow for him to be able to use.

''Ya always use such sexy underwear?'' He teased and grinned brightly at the gasp his comment earned him, Allison shot him a teasing glare before throwing her leather jacket over his head. Mickey chuckled but didn't pull off the jacket, the girl deserved some privacy and he rather liked the darkness. The darkness made it much easier to picture the image he'd just seen, it wasn't just her facial features that were amazing.

''Are you not going to get ready?'' Allison asked breaking Mickey out of his dazed thoughts, lazily as he pulled the jacket off his head so he could meet the beautiful brown eyes of Allisons'. He looked her over with a small frown, she wasn't wearing quite as much as he'd hoped.

''Ya gon' go in just that dress?'' He asked while ignoring her question, he didn't like the thought of her freezing. Allison shot him a look but let it go as Mickey just smirked at her.

''No but my jacket's downstairs.'' She explained as she took Mickeys' now outstretched hand and let him lead her back to the bed where she leaned down to meet his lips, Mickey hummed in approval as he cupped her neck to get her even closer. Why did it have to be a lacrosse game tonight? He cursed in his head, couldn't his friends not play any sports?

When Allison finally managed to get herself out of Mickeys' arms she was smiling like a little goof, Mickey wanted to just force her down on the bed so he could have his way with her but knew that she was getting serious. She'd promised Scott that she would be there for his game and Mickey had promised Stiles to be there as a fellow bench warmer. So he smiled, gently pushing away the few stray strings of hair that had fallen in front of her eyes before he finally let her go.

''I'll see ya at school.'' He muttered as he slung his legs off the bed, Allison stopped what she was doing to stare at him.

''You're not going with us?'' She asked meaning herself and her father, Mickey shook his head as he walked up to give her a quick peck on the corner of her mouth.

''I've got some stuff I need to do, I'll be there later,'' Mickey explained as he headed for the door, he would need to hurry if he was going to be able to get to the game in time.

JAGGERS' HOUSE

Walking into the dark, empty two floored house really reminded Mickey of just why he hated the place so much. The emptiness, dust formed on the pieces of furniture from the lack of use. The crumbled paper on the table, the one he'd read over and over again. He ignored it as he instead made it for the stairs, walked up to the upper floor to his room. It was the room furthest in and to the left, a room filled with moving boxes and one small bed.

''So, you finally made your way home.'' A female voice spoke from the other end of the hallway, Mickey sighed as he closed the door to his room without stepping in. Turning his head so his green eyes locked with coffee brown, his mother looked as business-like as ever. Her long straight honey brown hair put in a perfect bun and the long thin body clothed in a suit, she looked everything like the businesswoman she was.

''Only for a few minutes, Scott and Stiles are playing and I promised to be there.'' He explained as he turned to fully face his mother who was frowning at him, Mickey knew that he wasn't making it easy for his mother. Every few times she came back home to the house, Mickey made a point of being away.

''There's been news on your father,'' She suddenly announced making Mickey look away, his green eyes glaring down at the floor. He hadn't had much time to think about his father, hell he hadn't even spoken to the man since their fight two years earlier. The fight had been ugly and both father and son walked away with a bleeding faces and many bruises, after that Mickey had made a point to move out of his house and stayed at his friends' houses. He only came back when he knew his father wouldn't be home and he only went back the few times he needed some stuff from his room.

''What, did he finally bite the bullet?'' Mickey muttered as he pushed past his stunned mother headed back downstairs to find his charger, he could hear his mother following him to the living room where he searched the couch.

''Mickey,'' His mother pleaded lightly for him to give her his attention but the teen refused, he didn't want to have this conversation with his mother but of course, she didn't let it go. ''Mickey, your father loved you deeply. The fight between you two years ago broke him, he wanted to make it up to you but you refused him.''

''So what? He couldn't stand me ignoring him so he drove off into the sunset?'' Mickey snarled as he finally swung around to meet his mothers' eyes, his eyes stinging from both anger and sadness as the truth finally left his lips. His father had walked out on them, had choosen the path he'd made Mickey promise to never walk. They hadn't been on good terms but Mickey still loved his father, he needed him. ''He left us mom, just forget about him already.''

His breathing was rough but he finally found his phone charger, snatched it from its hideout before he made it for the door while ignoring his mothers pleading for him to stop.

BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL

Mickey knew he was late, most likely over half of the game had already been played when he finally saw the field. He'd managed to cool down from his earlier conversation with his mother but in some way he wished he played lacrosse, it was a good way to take out his anger on someone other than a tree or wall. It didn't take long for him to spot Allison and her mother among the audience, Allison seated beside the very so high classed strawberry blonde Lydia Martins. He smiled, pulling up his phone from his pocket to send away a text.

To: Allison Beautiful Argent

What's the score? *Wink*

He looked up from his phone to stare at Allison as she picked up her own phone, a huge smile forming on her lips as she read the sender. She quickly started to look around until her dark brown eyes locked with Mickeys' green if it was even possible her smile seemed to get even brighter. Her eyes then turned as she quickly sent off a reply and Mickeys' phone buzzed.

From: Allison Beautiful Argent

Scott's dominating the field and we're winning! Are you coming over to join us?

If it wasn't for the fact that she was praising his rival in love for being a good player, Mickey would have laughed at her comment but as it was he just smirked. He would have been really happy to go over and join her but he'd already made a promise to Stiles that he'd keep him company.

To: Allison Beautiful Argent

Nah, promised Stiles to keep him company. I'll see ya maybe after the game?

Sending the text he smiled sadly, his green eyes once again meeting the deep brown before he made his way over to Stiles who had his eyes fully focused on the game and didn't even notice Mickeys' approach.

''Hey man.'' Mickey greeted as he slumped down beside his friend who was visibly startled by the sudden greeting but he quickly relaxed.

''You're late.'' He stated but didn't seem to think much of it, Mickey had never been one to hurry for events other than sleep or maybe a date with the beautiful Allison Argent but that was something only he himself knew about. Mickey just nodded and made a small humming sound, his green eyes turned to the field his best friend Scott was dominating.

''Scott seems...scary today,'' Mickey concluded as he watched the players from the other team keep their distance from McCall who looked ready to rip someones' throat out, Mickey even noticed his friends' eyes changing to a glowing yellow before turning back to the normal brown color.

''It's because of the moon,'' Stiles explained the already obvious but Mickey wasn't about to point that out, more worried about his best friend wolfing out than the fact that Stiles was pointing out the obvious.

''Why doesn't he shoot?'' Mickey asked as he stared at Scott who was standing by the goal but didn't make the shot, it was a free goal so why didn't he just shoot?

''Come on, Scott...'' Stiles pleaded under his breath as he leaned forward, Mickey stayed still as he stared at Scott who finally seemed to snap out of whatever daze he'd found himself in. He shot and the ball hit the goal just as the end of the match was called and Beacon Hill came out as the winner. Both Mickey and Stiles stood together with the rest of the audience as Scott screamed loud in victory.