Matthew Healy, George Daniel and 5SOS preferences.

78//Last day before tour// (M.H) ONE SHOT

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The day dwells on you as you sit at the kitchen table and sketch the sunset across the horizon. You and Matthew had made the courageous decision to move in after only a year and two months of being together. Your kitchen had floor to ceiling windows which gave you a perfect picturesque view of the beautiful sunset reflecting on the shimmering beach water. The orangey-red horizon was truly your favourite thing in the world, after Matthew of course.

As you finish your sketch, you look through your camera roll, flooded with pictures of you and Matthew. You open the photo of you and Matthew in front of the Eiffel Tower on your 1 year anniversary. The smile on your face is unforgettable, hand in hand, you two stood in front of this historic Paris landmark. You open Instagram and decide to use that photo, captioning it;

'I'm going to miss my baby for 6 months. World, be good to him. Love you Matthew!'

You sit around waiting for Matty to come home from his tour meeting. The thought of Matthew being away from you for 6 months really made you anxious. The one thing that made you upset was not being with Matthew so honestly this was your biggest fear. The afternoon goes by in a flash as you look outside and already spot the first couple of stars out. Hairs raise on your arms as you hear the key in the door, unlocking it with one turn. You hop up from the table and spot a very tired Matty. His hair pushed back as far as possible to keep it out of his face, his jacket in one hand and his phone and keys in the other.

You greet him at the door with a hug and kiss before placing dinner at the table for him. You walk upstairs and leave him down in the kitchen to have his tea. As you got to your bedroom tears come flooding down your rosy red cheeks and you close the door as quietly as possible so that it wasn't suspicious. A reminder of him leaving tomorrow night pops into your brain, causing you to just lose it. Uncontrollable tears flood your eyes. The feeling of nervousness and anxiousness flood through your emotions. You hear footsteps in the hall way and then the voice of your Prince Charming.

"Lolita? Baby? Are you okay?"

You hear Matthew call Down the hallway. Footsteps approach as the door opens, your eyes red and puffy but before he sees you, you're already rolled over pretending to be asleep. You feel his cold hand on your shoulder.

"Baby what's wrong?"

He says, feeling the tension in the atmosphere. You sit up and rub your eyes, your vision now blurry.

"I'm going to really miss you when you leave tomorrow night Matty. It's going to be so hard for me. You matter to me, you're the only person I care about, I've never been so in love with someone in my life and sitting here with you at this very moment, it just shows that you really are the love of my life."

Matthew grabs your hand and looks right into your eyes, concentrating on not what colour your eyes are but how much pain is held behind them.

"What do you say about having a whole day of us tomorrow? No one around, until I go, just us!!"

You nod your head and snuggle into Matthews chest.

-------The next day-------

You hear Matthews phone go off but decide to just ignore it. Unexpectedly Matty gets up and answers it, his voice fading as you snooze back off to sleep. A couple hours later you awake to an empty bed and a mess on the floor, Matthews clothes everywhere as he organises them for tour. You walk to the kitchen and spot a note on the bench.

'Lolita,
I'm sorry I'm not here while you're waking up but the Tech crew really needed to do one more run through of all the songs and then I'll be home straight after. I love you and I'm sorry, I'll see you in a bit.
Love Matthew.'

Tears escaping your lids as you try to organise yourself some breakfast. As you grab a bowl out of the cupboard it almost immediately falls to the ground like a magnet on a fridge. You leave it as it is and run upstairs to the bathroom, tears staining your cheeks. As you sit on the floor, the amazing view of the beach helps mend you a little bit but nowhere near enough for you to stop crying.

An hour passes as you hear the door close, indicating that Matthew was home. The time was now 4pm and Matty was getting picked up at 11pm.

"Lolita...Lolita...Baby?!"

You hear him call throughout the house, as he gets closer to the bathroom you'd been laying in for the past hour, you send a huge gasp as more tears fill in the spots of the old, dried up ones. You hear Matty knock on the door and ask you to open but you refused. Another hour passes as all of Matthews hopes are thrown out the window. You hear him walk away, sobbing, sounding like he's going in the direction of your bedroom. You slowly open the door and follow his footsteps.

"Matthew, I'm sorry, I love you. I'm just scared, scared of losing you!! Scared of not seeing you for half a year. A lot can change in six months my love."

You say, knowing that he deserves an explanation.

"Lolita, do you not realise that it's hurting me too, I'm hurting so much seeing my girl so distraught. I'm not thrilled I have to leave you here while I go to all the places that's we've talked about going to. I do love you so much Lolita. You're my one and only and I'm going to make this work, no matter what okay."

You cling into him, hugging and kissing him, knowing that you've only got 6 hours left with him. He gets up and walks towards your ensuite, turning the bath tap on. A few minutes later, the bath is filled as he lights all the candles in the room and plays some nice music after getting a bottle of champagne.

Matthew grabs your hand and escorts you to the bath tub. He gets in first and then pulls you in, on top of him. The water was perfect, sending goosebumps to react all over your skin. Even though Matty is going on tour tonight, you know it's not his fault and he made you realise that there's nothing he loves more than being with you.

You finish the champagne together and you hop out of the bath, he pulls the plug after yous. He grabs the towel that was on the warming rack and dries you, kissing your neck while doing so. With every touch of his delicate hands, shivers are send through your body, making you lose balance thanks to your knees being weak. He then dresses you in you pyjamas and lifts you up and places you in bed. He tucks the blankets in and kisses your forehead.

With less than an hour to spear, Matthew grabs your hands and lays in bed with you.

"I love you more than I've ever loved someone in my life, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and honestly I'm already counting down the days until I get home to you. I love you with all my heart beautiful. You've made me the best version of myself, Lolita, and I've never been more thankful for something until I met you. Have a good sleep my babe, I'll text you when I get off my flight."

You nod as a tear escapes your eyes, after a few minutes of kissing and cuddle Matthew starts singing robbers, knowing it's your favourite song. Your eyes shut as you feel one more kiss to the forehead.

-------the next morning--------

You awake to another empty bed. Walking into the kitchen as it feels emptier than ever,

"Five months and 30 days to go."

You think to yourself with a slight smile on your face.

(A/N; I hope this was up to expectations, in sorry it took a bit longer than intended, I have had major writers block!! Thank you for sticking around, all of you's! If there' anything I can do for you guys, just hit up my messages and I'll see what I can do x)