You're Not My Type // Punk Luke Hemmings

Cried The Whole Way Home - Chapter Six

Mia's POV.

"Mia!"

"Mia, open up!"

"Mia, wake up, lazy bitch!"

I was abruptly woken by the sound of Michael, Ashton and Calum shouting and banging on my door.

I vaguely remember telling the boys where my dorm was last night and I vaguely remember Calum saying they were going to constantly bang on my door in the morning until I was awake. I just thought he was joking though.

I rolled over to look to look at my phone and check the time before answering the door to the boys.

11:43.

I've barely been asleep for seven hours, that is not long enough and to top it all off I have a cracking headache and these noisy boys are not helping.

"Mia, will just answer them" Whitney hissed at me, throwing a pillow over her head.

I stumbled out of bed, heading towards the door, which the boys were still banging on. My head was pounding and them making so much noise did not help the situation. I swung the door open with force.

"What?" I spat, clearly annoyed.

"Well someone isn't a morning person now, are they?" Ashton teased, walking into my dorm room, Michael, Calum and Luke following.

"What are you guys doing here?" I questioned, ignoring what Ashton had just said, hopefully he would realise that I am, in fact, not a morning person.

"We wanted to know if you wanted to go and get coffee with us this morning?" Michael asked, taking a seat on my bed.

"Did someone say coffee?" Whitney shot up from her bed with wide eyes, but immediately regretted sitting up so fast when she was greeted with a headache, causing her to groan and put her head in her hands.

"You both could come?" Calum suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

Whitney stumbled out of bed and walked into our bathroom. Looks like we're going for coffee then. I was going to have a day of studying, but with my headache, I don't think I would get a lot done, so I think I need some coffee.

"Okay, looks like we're coming" I laughed walking over to my wardrobe to get a pair of blue skinny jeans and an oversized black sweater with a skull on it. I was currently wearing an extremely baggy plain white t-shirt and fluffy socks, so I felt a bit uncomfortable like this in front of the boys. 

"I'm just going to go and get ready then" I said, walking off into the bathroom, where Whitney had disappeared to moments ago. From behind me I heard Michael say 'damn it', making me chuckle.

The boys laughed in response and continued on with their own conversation. I walked into the bathroom to find Whitney brushing her hair. I grabbed my toothbrush and started brushing my teeth. I then quickly brushed my hair, throwing it up into a high, messy bun and then washed my face, leaving my face clear of make-up. I put my clothes on and walked out the bathrooms to be greeted by Michael and Calum trying to fit their heads into the cups of my bra.

"What the fuck are you guys doing with my bra?" I asked snatching it away from them and stuffing it back into my draw.

"It looked big enough to fit our heads, so we had to try it" Michael stated like it was obvious.

"Come on, let's just go" I rolled my eyes, starting to walk towards the door, everyone else following. I didn't actually know where I was going, so I was hoping that someone would take the lead.

Michael walked up beside me and put his arm around my shoulder. I put my arm around his waist and lent my head on his shoulder.

There was slight conversation between us all on our way to the coffee shop, but with it not being far at all, we didn't get to talk much.