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When I finally arrive back to the flat I am surrounded by silence. It's as if there is no one home. Normally there is at least someone talking; but no, it's complete silence. Even the light above me doesn't seem to be buzzing as it usually is. I start to believe there really isn't anyone home, until Brooklyn comes out the bathroom.
"Hey, where's Mikey?"
"Erm I think he is still in Blair's room, why? Where's Liv?" he questions.
"I took her to the airport, she's gone home"
"Oh..." Brooklyn smiles sadly. We all heard the argument between Liv and Mikey. To be honest I'm really mad at him; some of the things he said to her were just cruel. He didn't have to be so horrible about it. I thank Brook quickly and make my way into Blair's room.
I find Mikey hunched over on the bed with his head in his hands. His body shakes as he curls further into himself. His hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, water dripping onto the t-shirt he was wearing.
"Mikey?" His head snapped in my direction. His eyes are blood shot and there are fresh tear stains painting his flushed face. He was a real mess. "I heard..."
"Yeah well I think I screwed that up" there was silence for a minute. "Where is she? I should tell her I'm sorry, I need to talk to her" he rushed, jumping up off the bed. I pushed his shoulders down softly, causing him to sit down. "Andy where is she?" He looked up at me. I know he will hate me for what I am about to tell him.
"I took her to the airport Mikey." I watched as his face fell "she's gone home" I whisper. He turns away from me and puts his head in his hands again. "I'm sorry"
"Why would you do that!"
"Because you both need space right now" I go to lay my hand on his shoulder but he brushes it off. I'm a little hurt by the action, but I understand.
"How did she even get home? Her plane wasn't booked for another few weeks."
"I managed to get her flight switched. I had to pay a little money but I won't tell her that." Mikey falls backwards onto the bed, his head hitting the pillows with a quiet thud.
"Andy what have I done?"
"You have lost the best thing that could ever possibly happen to you Mikey, that's the cold hard truth"
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"Sam!" I cried, running up to my best friend; I practically jump on her to give her a hug. She wraps her arms around me tightly, greeting me in a warm embrace. I soon begin to cry as I think about why I am here. I'm back home... in Ireland.
"Hey Liv, shhh please don't cry" she strokes my hair and pulls me in tighter. "Let's get you back to the flat with some cookie dough ice cream and movies" She tells me, pulling back from the hug. I nod and wipe my tears with the ends of my- Mikey's- jumper. It's the one that I borrowed when we went on our late night date, I guess I just forgot to ever give it back. Sam collects my bags in her hands and leads me out to the car. I feel my heart slowly breaking with every step I take towards Sam's Mini. I just can't believe some of the things Mikey said to me, it wasn't like him at all. At least Andy was nice enough for bringing me home, I'll have to text him later and thank him.
We are about half way home, we have been listening to Sam's Spotify playlist the whole way. We sang a little to songs we recognised, but other then that there wasn't much communication between us. That was until I heard the familiar tune of Don't Hurt Yourself. I forgot that Sam would most likely have RoadTrip songs on her playlist. She was about to reach out and skip the song, but I stopped her. I wanted to listen to it, I feel like I needed to. So I sat there, looking out the window imagining I was in some sort of music video. I was fine for a while, until I heard the deep tone of Mikey's voice over the speakers. I feel a single hot tear escape down my cheek, leaving a wet trail on my skin. I wipe it away, once again, with the end of Mikey's jumper sleeves. But the tears don't stop. They fall from my eyes slowly and drip of my chin. I wonder how I am ever gonna get over this, over him. To be honest, I don't think I can.
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Me and Sam decided that a Vampire Diaries spree was in order. My favourite TV show to take my mind off everything. I've had a shower, I got straight back into Mikey's jumper after. My hair was still wet, but that added to the comfort of being home, with my best friend.
We both have ice cream. We stopped off for it on the way here. Just as Damon and Stefan go flying through the boarding house window, I bite into a hug chunk of cookie dough. The flavour melts in my mouth and I groan with delight.
"I don't know how you can eat that" Sam tells me, her face scrunched up in disgust.
"It's so nice" I say, my mouth full of cookie dough and vanilla ice cream. She just shakes her head and laughs, digging into her chocolate chip ice cream. "It was Rye who first introduced it to me" I tell her, spooning another mound of cookie dough into my mouth. I catch a small smile creeping on her face and a slight blush flushing her cheeks. I pretend like I don't see it and don't bother commenting on it.
The night carries on with Sam and me eating unhealthy food and watching our favourite movies. Eventually we pass out and wake up again realising that we should probably go to bed.
As I get comfy in my own bed, the wonderful, familia scent of Mikey drifts around me. I feel a tear slide down my cheek, until finally I just let go and cry.
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Sorry this is so short, I just wanted to post something so you guys didn't think that I had given up 😂 This story will finish soon and then we can go right on to the next one 👍🏻
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FanfictionJack Duff and Liv Hail have been best friends for as long as they can remember. They grew up together. Went to the same school. They were practically best friends. But what will happen when Jack moves away from Ireland to go live in London with his...
