All Those Years and I Never Knew

I woke up in my room, and I didn't question how I got there. My twin sister, Della, was still asleep, so I snuck downstairs. It was only six, so I got three fucking hours of sleep, but I didn't mind.
I pulled out my phone and gave Mikey a ring. I thought I would hear his shy voice, but Gerard's warm one answered instead.
"Hello?" I could almost smell his black hair dye.
"Gerard?" I was caught off guard. "Hey, it's Lucy. Can I talk to Mikey?"
"You're not allowed to," Gerard very calmly.
"Very funny, Gerard. Can you give him the phone please?"
"No, Lucy, I'm not joking. Our mom caught him sneaking in late last night, and he couldn't speak. Were you with him?"
"Um," I started, "yeah. Just don't tell my mom, okay?"
I could hear him sigh. "Don't worry, I used to do shit like that when I was 15." I waited for him to say something else. "Do you know what was up with Mikes yesterday?"
I'm glad he couldn't see me turn a bright shade of red, but I swear he could hear my heart speed up and my words choke. "Uh, no, he was acting weird after I lost a bet..."
His interest peaked. "A bet?" He chuckled to himself. "What'd you have to do?"
I couldn't tell him. "Gerard, I have to go, so sorry," I blurted.
"I'll just find out from Mikey what you did then," he said, "and I'm sure he'll give me details. A lot of details."
"Fine. He played me in cards, and I thought he was bad, but his last bet with me was for me to kiss him, and he won, so I did." I heaved a sigh of relief. I had to get it off of my chest.
"Oh-ho-ho? Is that why he couldn't talk? My wittle brubber has a cwush on the girl next door..."
I was feeling cocky. "Who wouldn't?" He laughed, and I took that as my cue to hang up. "Talk to you later, Gerard."
"Okay, bye, Lucy."

A week later, it was midnight and I couldn't sleep. I decided to go see Mikey, as he was probably off the hook for sneaking out. I went around their backyard and knocked on Mikey's bedroom window. He opened it, his face red and hair a mess.
I gave him a confused look. "What are you doing in there, jerking off?"
He glared. "That's irrelevant to the conversation." He opened up the window all the way and helped me inside. He was wearing flannel pants and a baggy t-shirt. I wore a low-cut V-neck and short jean shorts. I turned to close the window and I couldn't help but feel he was staring at my ass.
He laid down on the bed and gestured for me to sit next to him.
"Are we going to address the elephant in the room, Mikes?"
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. "And what would that be?" He knew exactly what it was. The smile that crept up on his face indicated he just wanted me to say it again.
"The kiss, dingus," I said, exasperated. "I hope you know it was because I lost the bet, and only because I lost the bet."
His smile faded softly. "You were quite... erm... passionate." His voice was quiet and somewhat hurt.
"Mikey, I've kissed a lot of people. It's nothing against you; you're my best friend and I love you, and I don't want it to be weird." I put my head in my hands then eventually lay down next to him. We had to be close together for us both to fit.
"Lucy," he said, his voice twanging with nervousness and disappointment, "I can't be just friends with you..." he trailed off, opening his eyes and looking at me. "I-I don't know how much longer I can take it..."
"Oh, Mikey..."
He scoffed and said under his breath, "I wish you were screaming that..."
My eyes widened and I hit him on the shoulder. "Pervert!" I wasn't serious, and I ended up bursting into a fit of giggles.
He smiled warmly and blinked. "I love when you laugh, Luce." His creamy hazel eyes bored into mine. I just melted. Somehow, I just got lost in his eyes, and we stayed like that for a good five minutes. He then sat upright and checked his watch. "It's getting late, Luce. You better get going."
I pulled myself up, downcast. I was enjoying it...

Notes

Was thinking about having smut but not yet ;)