Pt. 4

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Mickeys PoV 

I woke up in my bed wrapped in covers resting on my side. I turn around only to find an empty spot where Ian had once laid. He probably left, I thought. He probably need to be with family I know I wound if something like that happen to me, left in an alley, he was certainly lucking I found him, where would he be if I didn't suddenly need to take a piss. I sat up releasing a heavy sigh, I was a little sad that he left but I can't dwell on that too long. I rubbed my eyes hard, they felt heavy with sleep. I got up and walked to the bathroom, taking in a deep breath through my nose and- there is was. That smell, the smell I LOVED so dearly, banana pancakes. "MANDS?", I  shouted,  making my way to the kitchen, "You making pancakes for breakfast, dearest sis-, .......Ian?" He stood there with worry in his eyes sounding frightened, "Sorry.... I am so sorry there was a note on the fridge that said Mickey- Banana Pancakes and Mandy- Blueberry Pancakes but there was not blueberries so I was making pancakes and there was bananas so I wanted to make the pancakes for you because you help and I wanted to be nice and-", I found it had to keep up with what he was saying, sentence after sentence, "Ian!", I say walking towards and grab a grape out of the fruitbowl, "Don't sweat it man", I say patting him on the back and walking to the fridge that was just behind him, grabbing a beer, "Hey wanna beer?" I turned back to him he looked at me shocked once again. "It's nearly 8 in the morning?", he said quickly, "It's happy hour somewhere, tough guy!", he laughed, I like his laugh, it sounded sweet and calm like last night never happened but I wanted to know what was in his nightmare and why he was on the floor the second time, "Hey about-" The front door swung open and Mandy came in with nearly seven shopping bags on each arm. "Two trips are for pussy's" she said as she looked up and dropped the bags. "Ian?", she said so surprise and a little happy and excited. "Mandy?", He said back with a huge smile on his face. Two ran towards each other and ended up in a hug where Ian was picking her up and swinging her around and I just stood there sipping on my beer looking I am guess fucking confused. He finally put her down and she kissed him on the check and he kissed her back,  'He Is Straight'  was I ll I could think           

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