Mickey had called you up to meet him at the corner of the street. You knew it was a bad idea. You had a boyfriend and everything together again, but you still went.

You saw him at the corner. After some awkward silence, he leaned in and kissed you. You kissed back at first before quickly pushing yourself back.

"Fuck!" You yelled, "I have my shit together, Mick. And I have a fucking boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" He asked surprised to which you tilted your head.

"What you doing here then?"