A/N: This is my first POK fic, kay? The story is written in Brady's POV.

Mikayla calls me a child

Because she doesn't know any other 16 year old that still drinks out of juiceboxes.

Because I can't read/write properly.

Because I can only count up to 10

Because I eat more candy than a average 5 year old

Because I get lost way too easily

Because I ask about 300-400 questions a day

Because I follow her around like a lost puppy

Because I still sleep with a pile of soft toys and have tea parties

Because I need someone to tuck me into bed or else I can't sleep

Mikayla calls me irresponsible...

Beacause Boomer and I destroyed the island about more than 10 times

Mikayla calls me careless...

Because I break mostly everything I touch

Because I can fall on flat ground

Because I can't notice a 10 foot tall tree in front of me

Because I can get my hand caught in a small little hole

Mikayla calls me a creep...

Because I leave octopuses in her bed

Because I leave her anonymus flowers all over room

Because I compliment her in the strangest of ways

Because I put chocolates in her socks

Because I stalk her everytime she goes somewhere

So to sum everything up...

She loves me.

A/N: Good, bad, hate it? Reviews please?