About an hour into the movie, I glance at Mikey, who's sitting next to me. He's staring at me. He blushes, and looks back to the TV. Does Mikey like me? I shoot another glance his way, to find him staring, again. I swallow nervously, and shuffle closer to him. His body stiffens in surprise, but eventually relaxes. Another few minutes later, I lean into him, and he drapes his arm around my shoulder. I smile gently to myself.
"Frank?" He says uncertainly. I look up at him. He has the strangest look in his eyes. They're dark, and glazed over. A moment later, I recognise it as lust. "Yeah?" I say quietly.

He moves back, and turns to face me. His hand reaches up to stroke the side of my face, and I blush a light pink. He smirks, and shuffles closer again. Our noses are almost touching.

Oh my God.

Almost simultaneously, we lean in, and our lips collide.
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! I'm kissing Mikey! His hand drops from my face, and he wraps his arm around my neck and shoulders. I lift one arm, and do the same.

We resurface from the kiss moments later, identical grins across our faces. I look down and realise that I've crawled onto Mikey's lap, and I'm now straddling him. We both laugh, and I bury my face in his shoulder, embarrassed. He grins down at me, and presses his lips to mine once again. I smile into the kiss, and glide my fingers through his silky hair.

He runs his tongue over my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I part my lips, and his tongue meets mine. They battle passionately, and Mikey wraps arms around my waist, pulling me closer. I hear a noise from downstairs, and jump back. I raise my eyebrows questioningly, and he mutters something about his brother stopping him from getting laid. I giggle, and crawl off him, turning my attention back to the movie. He laces his fingers through mine, and I sigh contentedly.

The door opens, and I hear a gasp.
I look up

It's Gerard.