It's a love/hate Relationship (sequel) After Amnesia

65. Like old times

Mickey's P.O.V

We walk into the dorm where it is extremely quiet, until I could faintly hear in the distance Harry's elaborate snores. Caitlyn walks into the room tackling him on the bed engulfing him in a back spending hug. I crack open the door to my dorm revealing a sleepy Lucas in the bed, wrapped up in the sheets, flat hair and a frown. I gently kneel in front of him, he sniffles as if smelling something. Suddenly his sleepy frown turns into a warm smile.
"Mickey" he mumbled blushing. The fact that he is probably dreaming about me in the moment was enough to kill me inside of adorableness. I lightly kiss the end of his nose causing his smile to deepen.
"Caramel, stop it" he mumbled. I softly stroke my hand through his hair, brushing it out of his face.
"It's me bby, wake up"
"Holy shit you talk!" He slurs.
"It's me, Lucas wake up"
"Go away" he grunts.
"Your the most precious sleeper ever, as much as I would love to join you in your slumber, you need to wake up" his beautiful blue eyes flutter open as they meet mine.
"Oh, hey There beautiful. I like waking up to this" he blushes. I get up from the floor to walk away when an arm pulls me back.
"Stay with me"
"I have things to do Luke" he yanks me onto the bed as he pulls me into his body, wrapping his arms around me burying his head into the crook of my neck.
"Cuddle time"
"Nope"
"...cuddle..time..."
"...no....sir..." He turns me around hovering over me staring into my soul.
"I said cuddle time"
"I said no sir" he leans down towards me as his lips hover directly above mine.
"Cuddle time"
"N-no" he smiles as he collides our lips. His hands interlocking with mine. He quickly pulls apart smirking.
"Fine I guess it's not cuddle time.."
"Cheeky little shit, come here" I say pulling him down with me. He wraps an arm around me as I rest my head on his chest and wrap a leg around him, He softly caresses my arm.
"I miss you M"
"I miss you too Luke"
"Do you think our lives will ever just be normal? Peaceful?"
"I doubt it Mitchie..because we aren't normal. A couple months go by and all hell breaks loose. But...right now I could care less. Nothing can take you away from me, not even a security guard"
"God that was awful"
"No kidding" he lowly chuckled.
"But so far everything seems great. Plus we haven't gone out to dinner in ages"
"I know right..I don't even know what I'm gonna wear"
"WHAT? Mickey, are you ill?"
"Shut up you dork" I place a quick kiss in the crook of his neck as I get up to Caitlyn's room.
"By the way Lucas were leaving in two hours..which means if you want the bathroom for even thirty minutes you need to get in there like now" he quickly jumps up from the bed running towards the bathroom, stops, turns around towards me placing a quick kiss on my cheek and runs into the bathroom. I walk over to Caitlyn's room where she is sitting at the ended of the bed staring at the door.
"I was wondering what was takin you so long to come and meddle my outfit choice"
"Shut up you know you me me"
"I do..but I need to talk to you first"
"Ah, scary why do you say it like that"
"Sit my darling" she pats the empty duvet next to her.
"So were going to frickin Italy"
"I know it's insane!!!! It's so romantic and beautiful and a life experience and I can't wait for Luke and I to-"
"That's the problem."
"Wait the guys can't come?"
"Art members only"
"Damn- you know what it's just a week! I'm not even gonna stress about it because I have enough stress about what your going to wear"
"Shouldn't I be stressing about that"
"You already are"
"I know I am" she giggles.
"Actually M, how about I pick this one"
"You know what? Go for it. I believe in you..20 years of knowledge should be enough"
"It's not like I can't dress myself without you!" She laughed pushing me out the door. I decided to wear my black and Grey cochella dress with my black suede Chelsea boots aligned with a seashell anklet. My makeup basic black with a light touch of red lipstick just to taint my lips and straighten my hair and curl the blonde bottom to perfection. I was applying the last details to my makeup when Caitlyn lightly knocks in the door.
"Get ready to piss yourself" she said in a low British accent. She rammed open the door wearing the cutest outfit I ever did see. It was a short high-wasted black skirt with lace along the bottom, a white long sleeve top with a long dangly blue necklace with a giant Eiffel Tower, a black cardigan with fleeks on the edges and enclosed black leather pumps.
"How do I look?" Before I could respond with a 'hotter than Beyoncé in the desert' Harry interrupted me.
"You look..hot love"
"Correction, you look stunningly beautiful, but I must admit, very hot"
Her hair was all down while her front strands were pulled back and all hair was curled. Suddenly Luke came out of the bathroom, hair perfectly quiffed, a black jean jacket with the sleeves rolled to the elbows revealing ATLEAST 8 bracelets, a navy blue undershirt, freshly cleaned black jeans and black converse. Harry was wearing a black hat with black jeans a blue button up and his airplane necklace.
"How do I- Mickey."
"What?"
"Holy shit you look amazing"
"You look pretty amazing yourself..just not holy shit amazing" he frowned.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, Luke" I pulled him by his jacket closer as I brushed my hands through his hair a singular time changing absolute nothing about it."
"Now! You look perfect"
"Shut up" he said kissing my cheek.
"You ready to go?"
"Yeah, I've missed these so much"
"Apparently not as much as Michael!"
We laughed as we met with Ash, Niall and Mikey out the door. Finally, I've missed the dressing up, and going to eat and having Luke stare at me all night telling me I'm beautiful- well he does that with Harry too...