It's December, it's your last day with Martin in New York, where he had some shows.
Since Martin was busy most of the time, you couldn't hang out that much with him.
That's why you look forward even more to your last day together in New York.Your POV:
"Good morning!", Martin's happy voice echoes in your head. Still trapped in your dreams you turn around to Martin's bedside and continue sleeping. Suddenly you feel something heavy laying on you, shocked you open your eyes to find Martin laying on top of you.
"Ouch Martijn you are so heavy.", you mutter and try to shove him off you.
"Wake up, it's already 11.", he says and takes your blanket away, making you shiver.
Tiredly you take your mobile phone in your hand and check the time. You have slept like a little baby, the last nights were quite sleepless, because you joined Martin at his sets.You get up in a sitting position, now you recognize that Martin has already put some black pants and a Nike hoodie on.
"Morning.", you mumble and rub your eyes.
"Are you hungry?", he asks you and takes you by your hand.
"Yeah, I haven't eaten for ages.", you say with a smile and get up following Martin to the kitchen. As you arrive in the kitchen your eyes widen in surprise. The table is already laid for breakfast, there are plates with rolls, fruits, cereals, simply anything you can imagine.
"Wow this looks so good.", you say and take a seat.
"I wanted to surprise you, I know that you love food.", he replies and sits down next to you.While eating breakfast you talk about all possible things. The last mornings were quite busy, so you didn't really have a chance to talk to each other. Sitting there makes you realize how much you enjoy those moments with him alone. Sometimes you miss them.
"So what should we do today?", Martin asks you.
"What do you wanna do?"
"I don't care, it's up to you. I mean, I have been so busy the last few days, I wanna make you happy, if I can."
"We can just stroll around the city, that's enough.", you say.
"Okay, if you want you can go in the bathroom and I will clean the kitchen. And then we can go."
"Fine, I'll hurry up.", you tell and leave him.*15 minutes later*
You took a shower and did your make up.
Now you are in the bedroom, thinking about what to wear today. You decide to wear some high waist pants and an oversized pullover. When you are finished you walk to the kitchen again, where you find Martin sitting on a chair and checking his instagram. Quietly you make your way to him and hug him from behind.
"Are you ready?", he asks you.
"Yup, if you want we can go."Quickly you two put your jackets and shoes on, then you leave penthouse, where you have been living for the last three days.
Cold air hits you as you leave the house, now you see that tiny snowflakes are slowly sinking to the ground. It's the first snow you watch this year, what makes the joy rise in you.
Hand in hand you walk down the crowded street, even tough it's cold people are enjoying the beauty of this city. While walking the street down you look at the huge skyscrapers in admiration. As a child you used to look at pictures of New York, in reality the city is even prettier.
After some more time of walking you reach an area where you can hear the christmas song "Jingle Bells"playing. Curiously you look around to find a huge ice rink.
"See, this is the wollman rink in the central park.", Martin says and points at the ice, where hundreds of people have their fun.
"It looks even better in reality."
"Let's go ice skating.", Martin proposes and starts pulling you towards the ice rink.
"Wait, babe. I don't know if this is a good idea.", you say and stop in your track.
"Why not?", he asks and turns around to look at you.
"I haven't been ice skating for years. I guess I have unlearned it."
"No problem, I will help you. Come, this will be fun.", he answers with a puppy look on his face. You sigh and just nod your head, you simply can't say no. You see a smile forming on Martin's lips, excitedly he pulls you to the rink.
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Martin Garrix Imagines
Fanfiction(Currently editing) Some imagines and short stories about Martin Garrix. :)