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Mikayla's Pov

"Don't you try to blame me for something you did, I never wanted this to happen"- There they go off again. What did dad do now? Mom and dad are constantly arguing for the dumbest things. Last time they actually had an argument about whether you add the milk or the Cheerios first when you prepare cereal. Dumb right? I know but they're great; they never argue when I'm next to them but that doesn't stop me from hearing them. I feel so uncomfortable when they argue. I hope me and Mitchie never fight. It'd be nice to just live with her all my life. Just wake up with her hands around my body.

Unfortunately Mitchie and I have been fighting. Today we were watching a movie in her room when I sat on her lap and started pecking her randomly and kissing her neck. The movie was so crappy anyways. So we start making out and she starts getting on top of me and wow. It was great those were the happiest 19 minutes of my life. Yes I counted. She told me that she loved me and I told her the same. Then she started kissing my neck which she knows I love and she lifts up my skirt! WTF! When I stopped her she got a little heated, we argued and here I am.

I know its only been 6 hours since I last saw her but I really miss her. I should text her back.

"I told you we should have used protection."-What the hell are they arguing about. I drop my phone and make my way downstairs.

"It's not my fault you're so fertile. If you wouldn't have gotten pregnant , my life would have been five thousand times better."-What?

"Your life would have been better without me?"-I came out from behind the wall, without tears in my eyes. No, siree. I was not crying.

"Honey. I didn't mean that. I "- I ran away and crashed into the wall. Shit. I didn't care to check my forehead and ran to the only person who could make me feel better. Mitchie.

I know we fought but it was partially my fault. I WAS flirting with her. I climbed Mitchie's tree and knocked on her window. Did I mention I hate the rain? Well I do! I peeked into Mitchie's window almost slipping against the ceiling She looks like she's sleeping. Shit. I guess I'll go home. Just as I look down to get down from the tree she opens the window.

"Hi,"- Her eyes were puffy and her hair a mess.

"Can I come in?"- she extends her hand and I take it. She's so warm I think she has a fever this can't be normal. It's warm in her house too. I look around her room. Spotless, when Mitchie's mad she has this urge to clean. She puts a towel over my shoulders and opens her left drawer.

"Put this on."-she hands me some shorts a t-shirt. I remember I told her to buy it when we went to six flags together. Five years ago.

"I can't believe I still have this. It's so old."-I finish putting the shirt on and nod.

"He said his life would have been better without me."-she automatically knows what I'm talking about. We've know each other for over 8 years, it's only expected. Mitch put her arms over me and pulled me in for one of those hugs I love.

"Baby, you know he didn't mean that."-She now starts caressing my hair. She knows all the tricks to make me feel better.

"He did. My own parents wish that I hadn't been born. I should do them a favor and just-"she lifts up my chin and looks at me seriously.

"Don't even think of leaving me alone Mikayla."-She grabs my left hand and lifts it to where I can see. "you promised…do you remem-ber?"- This time a tear glistened from inside her eye.

"I'm s-"- Interrupted again.

"I want you to keep your promise, Mikayla. I can't lose you."-Does she think I'm going to break up with her? My hands cup her face and I peck her.

"I'm not ever leaving you. I promised."- I kiss her again, she groans as I climb on her lap my hands in her hair. I love her, I hope she always knows this. I don't ever plan on leaving her. That would only mean planning my own death and her.

Mitchie nibbles on my bottom lips whilst her hands melts my skin with every touch. I love when we kiss. It's like the butterfly in my tummy are dancing to tango and i love it. My hair is getting in the way of our kiss and she pushes it behind my ear. I know what she wants and open my mouth letting her access my mouth and she gladly accept. Her tongue is shy at first as it tries to attract me to it. I get closer to her and caress the bottom of her tongue. She moans softly and sucks on my bottom lips softly.

"I love you."-she whispered. It kind of hurt me when she pulled away. The tingly feeling between my legs begged her to continue whilst my head and my heart told me this was the night we've been waiting for.

"Me too, princess."