Like Father, Like Daughter. // Mike Fuentes

//twenty-two//

(Brogan) [TWO MONTH LATER]
CC and I broke up and Tony and I are back together. Currently, we're sitting in his room talking. "I missed you babe, I'm sorry for cheating. I don't know what I was thinking." Tony said, I nodded. "It's fine, babe. I'm sorry too." I told him, I kissed him, he kissed back. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, no one was currently home, luckily. "Mmm, I missed this." Tony said, I nodded and he pulled us back so that we are laying on the bed. "And I missed you." I said, Tony smiled. Mike and the others walked into the house. "TONY!" Mike yelled, Tony groaned and got up. "I'll be back, babe." He said and went downstairs.

I pulled the blanket over me and then Tony came back upstairs. "Going to bed without me? Rude." He said, I giggled and moved over. "Here babe." I said and Tiny crawled under the covers and wrapped an arm around me. "I love you." He said and kissed my nose. I smiled and put my head on his shoulder. "I love you too." I said softly and started to fall asleep.

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I woke up to a loud crash. I jumped up and saw that Tony was gone. "Babe?!" I yelled, I crawled out of bed and then Tony came into the room. "Sorry, your dad was cooking and he almost burnt the house down and he just dropped a bunch of pans and stuff." Tony said and kissed me. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck. Tony put his hands on my hips and pulled me close, I smiled into the kiss and pulled away. "God, I love you." I said and Tony smiled. "I love you more, baby." He said and kissed me quickly. "Now, lets me make you some pancakes. I think your dad burnt all the ones he made." He said and we went downstairs.

"Tony, I can't cook." Mike said and threw some burnt ass pancakes away. "Thanks for not burning down the house." I said, Mike rolled his eyes and Sophie walked in. "Fuck Mike, what did you do?" She asked, I rolled my eyes. "Your man can't cook." I said, she laughed. "Of course he can't, he make me some cupcakes the other day and they were burnt." "Can we nota talk about my cooking fails? Thanks." "Mhm, you're welcome, fag." I said and sat on the counter. "Don't talk about your dad like that." Sophie said, I rolled my eyes. "Whatever." I said, Tony looked at me. "I'll cook some pancakes." He said and pushed Mike and Sophie out of the kitchen. Tony started to cook, I watched him. "Sing for me?" He asked, I nodded.

"Climb on board, we'll go slow and high tempo. Light and dark, hold me hard and mellow. I' m seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure. Nobody but you, 'body but me, 'body but us, bodies together. I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always, I'd love to wake up next to you. I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always, I'd love to wake up next to you. So we'll piss off the neighbours, in the place that feels the tears."

"The place to lose your fears
Yeah, reckless behavior
A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw
Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day
Fucking in, fighting on
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
Pillow talk
My enemy, my ally
Prisoners
Then we're free, it's a thriller
I'm seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure
Nobody but you, 'body but me, 'body but us
Bodies together
I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always
I'd love to wake up next to you
So we'll piss off the neighbours
In the place that feels the tears
The place to lose your fears
Yeah, reckless behaviour
A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw
Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day
Fucking in, fighting on
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
Paradise, paradise, paradise, paradise
War zone, war zone, war zone, war zone
Paradise, paradise, paradise, paradise
War zone, war zone, war zone, war zone
So we'll piss off the neighbours
In the place that feels the tears
The place to lose your fears
Yeah, reckless behavior
A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw
Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day
Fucking in, fighting on
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
It's our paradise and it's our war zone.."

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word count; 797

song; pillow talk
artist; zayn malik