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💚 𝗥𝗶𝘀𝗸 {𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀}

Happy Halloween seems as it's Halloween as I'm publishing this chapter! Hope you have a good day!

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Y/N's POV. 1978

7:00pm.

Any minute now, it was any minute until my boyfriend Mick would throw a rock at my window and I'd open it, climb out my room and spend tonight with him.

Why would I climb out my room through the window?

Because my parents hate my boyfriend. They hate Mick, I don't particularly know why- they just do.

They've told me it's because he's too old. Fuck that, Mick was 27. I was 23. It's not that much of a deal but to them it was apparently everything.

My opinion is it's because Mick's in a band, and it isn't their type of music but I don't care.

Mick band hopped quite regularly, only sticking with a band for a few months, if he didn't feel a connection he'd leave.

I was always there supporting whatever band he was playing with, I loved him so what else would I do?

As I was thinking I heard the familiar sound of rock hitting glass which quickly turned my attention to my window- I leap out of bed and run across my room- lifting the window open and leaning out.

It was then I saw Mick smiling up at me, I subconsciously then began to smile at my boyfriend before starting my usual journey down from my window to the outside world.

Eventually, I got down and landed next to Mick and immediately pulled him in for a hug. "I missed you"

The man laughs. "Missed you too, sweetheart... what ya wanna do?"

"You eaten? Cause we could go get some food" I suggest.

Mick shook his head. "Nah, I haven't yet. What do you fancy?"

"We could go to our usual diner for burgers and fries?"

"No arguments here" he smiled, putting an arm around me beginning our short walk into town. On the way, I asked Mick about his day and what he'd been up to, just to break some of the silence when I asked he replied with "Nothing much been thinking about some guy I ran into last night"

"Who?"

"Dunno, some teenager. He had shoulder length brown hair, seemed a bit of an asshole- didn't like the same music as me so we kinda argued about it, he fucking insulted Jeff Beck- in my book anyone who does that is an automatic dickhead" my boyfriend grumbles to which I giggle.

"He really got to you, huh?"

Mick blushed slightly. "Shut up"

I nudged Mick lightly in the ribs as we reached our usual diner to eat, once inside we sat down next to eachother and ordered out food and drinks after about an hour of mindless chatter and while we waited for our food Mick changes the topic completely.

"How long you got until your parents check on ya?"

I groaned. "I don't care, I just wanna spend time with you and damn the consequences. I'm an adult they can't exactly tell me off"