Remembering

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Mays POV

I dream he's kissing me. Then saying how be wishes he could tell me how he felt. Why don't you I try asking, but no sound moves from my lips. With no answer from me, he sighs and gives me a final kiss on my cheek, and gets up and leaves. I wanted to chase after him, beg him to tell me how he feels, but I can't move.

Then, someone is shaking me. "Hey May, get up," Minnie says, and after no movement in my part, she pushes me off the couch. "Get the fuck up lazy bones."

I groan, and hold my head. It feels like something is shooting my brain again and again and I groan once more. "Haha, that's what you get for drinking too much," he says as she hands me a water bottle and aspirin. "Thanks," I mutter.

"No problem, now let's get something to eat." We head down stairs and Mickey is already eating with a water bottle next to his bowl, "Morning ladies." I nod at him, not wanting to stare to long at his bare chest. Does he remember last night? And if he does, does he regret it?  We sit down and begin to eat. I've decided to forget about last night, he seems to..

Mickeys POV

She's so pretty. I hate it when she stays the night. Always waking up so gorgeous. Ugh.

"Good morning ladies, " I say, only getting a nod from May. Then she looked away, as if we had nothing. Does she remember last night? Probably not I sigh, and even if she did, she's acting as if it meant nothing. God why does she affect me this way?!

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Sorry it's short. I've got some writers block and I've got some family crap. Don't worry though. I'll have an update everyday or every two. Let me know what you think! Comments or votes will really keep me going. And I might update this chapter later, but I have school so eh haha. Any suggestions will be considered!!

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