We're Gonna Be Late

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~4 Hours Later~ I woke up and looked at my clock. 5:30. Wait. I looked at it again. Oh my god! I screamed and shook Mike. Mike! Mike! Mike wake up. He just mumbled in his sleep. Mike, get up. I said shaking him. He didn't budge. I moved closer to him and kissed his lips. He instantly kissed back. I pulled back before he get a grip on me. He groaned. Mike, we over slept. He instantly shot his head up. What time is it? he asked looking at me. 5:45. I said getting out of bed. Shit. he mumbled and got out of bed and grabbed his shirt and put it on. I quickly started packing our bags as Mike went into the bathroom and grabbed some stuff he needed. He put them in his bag and zipped it up. I zipped up mine and grabbed my phone. Mike grabbed our bags and we bolted out the door to his car. We quickly put our bags in the trunk and got in the car. We buckled up and Mike started driving. Mike reached for my hand with his free hand and I gladly took it. He kissed my hand and drove to the arena.

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