=Mitch's POV=
"Mitch. Mitch, baby, c'mon. We've gotta get up. Mitch!" Jerome was softly trying to wake me up. I slowly opened my eyes. "Do we... Do we have to?" I asked, yawning mid-sentence. "Well, not really. But I was kinda wrapped up in your arms, I couldn't get out. Not that I minded." Jerome smiled. "Oh. Sorry." I pulled my arms from their spot around Jerome's waist. "Nah, baby, it's alright." he grabbed my hands and put them back in their original position. "Sending mixed signals there, Jerome." I grinned. He pressed his lips to mine, and when I started to kiss back, he smirked. "Is this mixed?" He mumbled into the kiss. "No." I answered.
Too much light in this window, don't wake me up. Only coffee no sugar, inside my cup. If I wake and your here still, give me a kiss; I wasn't finished dreaming, about your lips.
He pulled away in a few seconds, then smiled at me. "Anyway... Rob texted me and asked if we wanted to meet him, Emily, Vic, and Vikk for breakfast. You up for it?" He asked. I nodded. "Sweet." Jerome answered, and got up from the bed.
So much life in the city, you won't believe. Been awake for some days now, no time to sleep. If your heart is a pillow, this loves a bed. Tell me what is this music, inside my head.
"Wait... Right now?" I said, grabbing his arm. "Yes, biggums, right now!" He laughed. "But I'm still tired." I complained. He gave me a 'don't-make-me-get-you-up-myself' look, and I just yawned again. He sighed, and stepped over to me again. "Mitch..." He said, dragging it out. "Jerome...?" I answered. He grinned as he swept me up in his arms. He started spinning in a circle, and I flung my arms around his neck. "Put me down!" I gigged, and he stopped spinning. "Are you gonna get up?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. "Yes..." I mumbled, and he ate me back on the ground. "No!" I dove back onto the bed, and buried myself under the blankets. "You're such a little kid." He laughed. I poked my head out from under the covers and pouted at him. "Exhibit A." He said, whipping the sheets of me. I curled up in a ball and hid my face in my knees, while Jerome tried to pry me out. Eventually I let him, and he pulled my hands and knees away from my face. I kept my eyes shut and turned away from him. "Mitch." He rolled me over to face him. "No." I said, bracing myself for whatever he was gonna do. He pulled my up into his arms and just held me there. "We have to get up eventually, babe." He said. I nodded. "I know. But why does it have to be now?" I complained. "Because we're getting food. And in hungry." He said, literally pushing me off him and onto the ground. I just sat there for a moment, my face in the carpet. "Really?" I asked. "Yep." he replied. I pushed myself up. "Some boyfriend you are." I muttered. "Oi, you know you love me." he answered, standing up next to me. "Maybe..." I grinned.
I don't wanna fall fall fall asleep, I don't wanna fall unless I'm falling for you. Don't wake me up.
Jerome and I got dressed and ready, me yet again borrowing a shirt and shorts from him. When he was washing up in the bathroom, I found that red and black checkered hoodie again, and slipped it over my shoulders. "You really like that hoodie, don'tcha?" Jerome asked from behind me as he returned to the room. "Yeah. You kinda become a hoodie expert when you have to wear them 24/7, and this ones my favorite." I answered, turning to face him. "I wish you didn't have too." He said, stepping over to me and wrapping his arms around me. "Jerome, you know I do." I said, giving him a sad smile. "I know, biggums. I just wish you didn't." He said, kissing me quickly. I sighed. "Me too." He let me go and took my hands. "C'mon, lets go get some breakfast."
::A/N::
Sorry about missing yesterday, I was helping my girl EElia_112 get back into wattpad and also ending my Poofless book. Also, I'm sorry this chapter is short, but I wanted to change POVs while they were at breakfast. I'll have another chapter tonight probably. Half because I missed yesterday, half because y'all are amazing and got me to 2,000 reads. That's freaking awesome, I love you guys! Until next chapter, ~Rosie <3
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