Mika and I, together, got into the plane. The plane..
"Don't worry. I'm here." Mika grabbed my hand.I looked out the window and squeezed Mika's hand. I looked at him, he was trying to hide the pain of me squeezing His hand so hard.
"Oh sorry." I let go.
"It's fine." Mika chuckled.
Hours passed and finally we were back in London. I tugged on Mika's jacket.
"We're here!" I said.
He woke up and looked at me. Then got up and grabbed my hand. Together we got of the plane and grabbed our bags.
We got in Mika's small red car and drove home. Finally were back home.
As soon as Mika stopped the car, I hurried and grabbed my things and rushed to the front door. "Hurry up Mika!"
The door was locked so I had to wait for Mika to open it. "Mika!" I chuckled.
"I'm coming!" He unlocked the door. "You are very impatient."
"Am not!" I replied.
"Are too!"
"Am not!!"
"Are too!"
"Am n-"I got cutted off by Mika kissing me to shut up.
"Are too" he whispered with a giggle.
We both cuddled on the couch together and watched whatever was on Tv. I really didn't care, I missed him holding me.
"Mika?" I asked.
He looked down at me and kissed my head. "Yes love?"
I love when he calls me love.
"How did you fall in love with me?" I asked and looked at him.
"Because I love everything about you. You're the perfect girl to me." He kissed me.
I wasn't perfect, but those words made me happy.
"How did you fall in love with me. You seemed to hate me at first." He chuckled.
"Well yeah, you spilled coffee all over my pants!"
Mika laughed.
"It's not funny!" I playfully hit his arm.
"Okay it's not funny." Mika tried not to laugh.
"I fell in love with you because you're you." I smiled.
So that pretty much meant, I like guys who wear colorful pants, weird shirts, odd shoes, and some type of weird necklaces.
Yup that's the guy I fell in love with.
Which I'm glad I did."Really?" Mika smiled.
I nodded my head and a smile.
He held my face and kissed me.
Sorry, it's been awhile since I updated. School's been really busy for me. :/ hope you understand. Love all of YOU! Oh! And I made another Mika fanfic, if you want, you may check it out. Byee Xx
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The Boy They Call Mika
FanfictionFor now on, he wouldn't be known as the boy who works at a café and spills coffee on people's pants. He would be known as Mika