𝕮𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖞 𝕿𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 / 𝔅𝔶𝔩𝔢𝔯

XXIX

After he was done, Mike came back and sat next to me. The movie was about to start when Dustin spoke up.

"Hold on! Do you have popcorn?" He asked, looking at me.

"Yeah, I think so." I said, getting up.

I walked into be kitchen and checked the cupboard and sure enough, we had popcorn. Just enough for all of us to be exact.

"Need help?" Mike asked, walking into the kitchen. He rested his chin on his palm and rested his elbow on the counter, letting his black curls fall over his shoulders.

Of course I didn't need help. I know exactly how to make popcorn but, am I really going to miss an opportunity to spend more time with Mike? No, no I'm not.

"Yeah, thanks." I smiled.

He walked over to me and grabbed a big bowl. I poured the rest of the popcorn into the bowl and grabbed butter and sugar. I put the sugar to one side and took a spoon to put some butter in the popcorn.

After the popcorn had finished popping, I reached for the sugar but so did Mike and just some clichè romance movie, we ended up touching hands and for quite a while too.

A few moments after, Mike removed his from on top of mine and apologised, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Why was he being do apologetic about it? I mean, I definitely didn't mind.

"It's okay, Mike." I said, tapping the side of his arm. I let my hand travel up his arm and up to his shoulder until I was literally playing with his hair.

Not long after, I realised what I was doing and pulled my hand away. My face was completely red and both my cheeks and ears were burning up.

"Shit." I muttered to myself before apologising to Mike, "I'm so soryr. I- Uh-"

I was a nervous mess. I was messing up my words and slurring my sentences. I couldn't believe I actually just did that.

"Haha, it's okay." Mike laughed, "I think we need to go back to focusing on the popcorn."

"R-Right." I said, stuttering slightly.

Mike took the sugar and added some to the popcorn and mixed it up by spinning the bowl.

I looked over to Mike while he was after my 'touching his hair' incident and his face was red. Like noticeably red. It was almost as if he was blushing. But he's not, right? He doesn't like me like that, right??

I pushed away the thought and we returned to the living room with the popcorn. We sat back in our spots and at some point, Mike held my hand, for what reason? I don't really know. I think he got a bit worried that I didn't want him holding my hand so I squeezed his hand to reassure him that I liked it.

I turned to face him and smiled a bit. He smiled back and rested his head on my shoulder, letting his hair fall unto my chest. He laughed a bit and squeezed my hand tighter.

God, he's so cute.

[A/N]:

This chapter wasn't long but thats cuz I'm prepping a really long one for the confession and everything.

I hope you enjoyed reading and have a nice day/afternoon/night! <3