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I Choose You // Mikey Pearce

Word Count- 1486

Request-

Can you please make an imagine were Conor, joe, jack and mikey are your friends but one drunken night Oli tells you that your friends (joe, jack, Conor and mikey) all fancy you then they all make this big joke of the night trying to come onto you but you’re secretly in love with mikey

A/N- I love mikey so much and idc if this gets 0 notes; my baby deserves so much love.

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You had known the buttercream boys for a while now. You had met them through Oli about 7 months ago. And within those 7 months you had fallen for the cutest one of them all; Mikey Pearce.

Though you had admitted to your sister and mom that you had fallen for the goofy brunette, you hadn’t yet told any of the boys. You knew once one of them found out, the rest would know within minutes.

So, like any other night out, you sat and watched as he flirted with any girl that would let him. You sat in the booth, swirling the straw around your clear drink. You weren’t drunk by any means, but you wish you were.

“Heeeey Y/n,” Oli slurred as he slid into the booth.

“Hi Oli,” you chuckled.

“I’m ready to leave.”

“Are you sure? You look like you’re having a great time.”

“I’m sure. Now you go get the boys. I’m-” he burped. “I’m going to go take a piss.”

“Okay,” you said, grabbing your phone.

“Great!” Oli clapped.

“Hey Oli?”

“Yes love?” he asked you with wide eyes.

“I can’t get the boys unless you stand up,” you whispered.

“Oh right!” he shouted. “Sorry, see ya soon Y/n!”

You tried to locate one of the 6 other boys. The first one you laid eyes on was Josh. The ginger had his hands on a girl’s waist and was swaying side to side with her. You made eye contact with him and singed leaving. He nodded his head at you then winked.

You had made all the boys learn some basic sign language. Just in case one of you needed help but couldn’t say it. And in times like this, it came in handy.

After you and Josh said your silent farewell, you looked for another boy.

Conor.

You stayed a few feet away and waited for him to notice you. Once his blue eyes locked with yours, you signed are you going home with her?

He shook his head and said goodbye to the girl he was previously flirting with.

“What’s up love?” he nudged you.

“We’re leaving. Can you head outside and call the Uber? I’ll get the rest.”

He headed to the exit while you looked for the younger Maynard. Instead you found Joe.

“Joe,” you whisper-shouted into his year. “We’re leaving. Conor’s outside.”

After Joe was out of your sight, you continued looking for Jack. He was in the corner, making out with a girl. You snorted and moved onto looking for Caspar. As you looked for the blonde, you felt hot breath on your ear.

“Where ya going love?” you recognized the voice as Jack.

You turned around, a smirk on your face. “What happened to Blondie?”

“Eh, too much tongue.”

You laughed, “Alright Randy, the boy are outside. I’ll be there after I find Caspar and Mikey.”

“Oi, love” he grabbed your arm when you went to walk away. “Caspar left early, Maddie needed him.”

“Okay, I’ll find Mikey and meet you outside. Can you grab Oli on your way out?”

He nodded and you parted ways. You began your search for the boy who had captured your heart. You made your way to the bar, if all else failed Mikey always went to the bar. You immediately noticed his leather jacket and walked over to him.

You tapped him on the shoulder, “No luck?”

“Nah, she had a boyfriend.”

“I’m sorry Mikey, how about we go home and chill with the boys.”

“Sounds good,” he sighed.

You grabbed his hand and led him outside. Yet when you two finally made it outside of the club into the chilly night, Mikey didn’t let go of your hand.

“Ready?” you asked as all the boys shivered.

“Yes!” Jack and Joe yelled.

“The Uber should be here soon!” Conor said as he rubbed his hands together.

“It’s so bloody cold out here!” you whined.

“Here have my jacket,” Joe smiled.

“No take mine!” Conor offered.

“Want me to hug you?” Jack opened his arms.

“You boys are so needy for Y/n’s love!” Oli shouted, as he spun around in circles. “If she wanted your cock, she would’ve gotten it by now!”

Your face flushed red, as did the other four.

“I mean c’mon!” he continued. “Just because you lot fancy her doesn’t mean she fancies you back!”

“Uber’s here!” Mikey shouted. You all 6 piled into the Uber, the silence quickly becoming awkward.

“I love this song!” Oli shouted. “Y/n sing with me!”

“Of course Oli!” you laughed and began singing, the other boys soon joining in.

~~

You had all made it back to Conors place. He was nice enough to offer you all a place to sleep.

“What film should we put on?” you asked.

“Whatever you want love,” Joe shot you a wide smile then turned his head back to his laptop.

“Great!” you grinned, clicking Titanic.

“Rose did NOT deserve Jack! He was too pure!” Oli sobbed into Jack’s shoulder.

“Alright mate, I think its time you go to bed.” He stood up, trying to pull Oli with him.

“C’mon bro,” Conor said, helping his brother take the drunk boy to one of the guest rooms.

As the opening credits played, you looked at Mikey. He was sat on the floor, in between your legs with you occasionally playing with his hair.

You loved his hair so much. You loved the color, the length, the way he styled it, the way it looked wet, but most of all, you loved the way it looked after he has just woken up and it’s a mess. You loved the Mikey that people never saw on screen.

“Can I ask you a question?” the Maynard’s had already found their way back onto the couch.

“You just did,” Jack winked.

“Seriously,” you said.

“Of course love, what’s up?” Mikey said, turning around.

“Was Oli telling the truth?” you received blank stares, so you added more. “When he said you all fancied me?”

The realization hit the boys and they all sighed. You stared at your fingers, you didn’t have the courage to look at any of them.

“Y/n…” Jack sighs.

“Yes or no?” you said more sternly, tears welling in your eyes.

Joe sighed, “Yes. But,” he added quickly. “Don’t think for a second that you need to like one of us back.”

“That’s not the problem,” you croaked, running out of the apartment as tears fell down your cheeks. You sat outside the apartment, back against the wall.

How were you supposed to tell your closest friends that you loved one of them and not the other?

You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t hurt them like that.

“Y/n?” Conor said, opening the front door.

“Go away,” you sighed.

“Hey, I’m still your best friend ya know that, right?” he chuckled, taking a seat in front of you.

“Conor, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, we can’t choose who we fall for.”

“Do you know who I’m going to choose?”

“Yeah,” he smiled. “It’s rather obvious if you ask me.”

“What are you on about?”

“You’re head over heels for Mikey! Everyone can see that.”

“Honestly, Jack only fancies you for your bum. Joe for your video editing skills. And me? Well, I just thought we’d be cute. But Mikey,” he scoffed. “Mikey’s loves you for you.”

“What?”

He ignored you, “Choose Mikey, Y/n.”

He stood up and extended and arm.

You took it and hugged him, “Thanks ConBon.”

You walked back in, running a hand through your hair. Three pairs of eyes were on you.

“Hey guys,” you said quietly.

“We completely understand that you can’t control why you love. So just choose,” Mikey rambled. “Or don’t. Your choice.”

“I choose you.”

“What?!?!” Jack gawked.

“I choose Mikey.”

“Wow,” Joe laughed. “Good for you bro!”

Mikey just sat there, “You pick me?”

“Yes,” you smiled.

He stood up, but didn’t move.

“Mate, she bloody picked you.” Jack practically yelled. “Kiss her for Christ’s sake!”

“Right,” Mikey said to himself. In two giant steps he was right in front of me.

“You really chose me?” he asked, looking from you to your lips then back to you.

“Yes, you idiot.” You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to yours.

“They’re cute,” Conor said as they all watched you kiss. “Still hurts though.”

“Goodnight boys!” Mikey smiled, pulling you towards the door.

“I thought you were staying over?” Joe asked.

“My place is like 5 minutes away,” he looked at you. “Plus she’s hot so.”

“Oh my god,” you chuckled as you let Mikey drag you to his place.

Ever since then the boys assumed that you two had slept together, but instead you spent the night talking. Just talking… and maybe a make out session or two.

But after that night you knew. You knew that you loved Mikey, and that Mikey loved you.