Loving you// Luke Hemmings [rewriting]

Chapter 43

~Mia's POV~

*recapitulation*

Just when I was about to fall asleep, I heard a knock on the door. Can't you people leave me alone to sleep?

*end of recapitulation*

I tried to ignore the knock and went back to sleep, but the someone kept knocking and knocking. I gave up and got up of the bed to open the door. No one was there when I opened it.

"Guys, stop. It's not funny. Go to sleep or let me sleep at least." I groaned and closed the door. I waited a couple of seconds right behind the door to see if they would try to knock it again. Just like I thought, there was a couple of knocks. I quickly opened it, but saw no one.

"Guys, still not funny. I'll leave it open so you can't bother me." I said and got into bed without closing the door.

"Boo." Look said under a white blanket, imitating the typical ghost in cartoons.

"Luke, babe, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Did I scare you?" He replied.

"Um, no... you didn't." I said.

"Oh, I was trying to scare you."

"Good luck next time." I smiled and covered myself with the bed covers.

"Baaaabe." Luke whined. "Why won't you love me?"

"What?"

"Why won't you love me?" Luke repeated.

"I love you, jackass." I giggled.

"If you loved me you would be watching mean girls with me in the TV room." Luke rolled his eyes.

"Robert, it's midnight and I'm tired." I said.

"Cmon! I'll even bring Häagen-Dazs!" Luke insisted.

"Mean Girls 1 or 2?" I asked.

"Both. Duh." Luke laughed.

"What ice cream flavor?" I questioned.

"Vanilla."

"Hmmm..."

"Come on baby that's your favorite!" Luke literally begged.

"Ugh, fine. Count me in." I replied.

"Yes!" Luke whispered and made a little victory dance. Then he went downstairs for the ice cream. He might be weird sometimes. Whilst he was going down I entered the TV room and grabbed some blankets and pillows and made kind of a tent. Funny thing is that the broken window part was covered with tape. One direction guys aren't the greatest window-fixers of the world...

"Babe!" Luke yelled from downstairs.

"What?" I responded.

"There's only chocolate!" He shouted.

"Did someone say chocolate?" Michael suddenly butted in. Guess normal Mikey is back.

"Yes, Luke and I will watch Mean Girls and eat ice cream, wanna join?" I asked as he entered the TV room.

"Hell yeah!" He replied. "Where are the ice cream?"

"Downstairs... In the freezer... Where they are supposed to be...?" I said but it came out more like a question.

"I'll go for one, be right back." Michael said before sprinting to the kitchen. I honestly don't understand how the boys are still hungry at midnight, like I will eat too but I'm not that hungry.