Good Gone Girl (Mika X Reader)

16: Love.

A/N: hi again! Wow sorry I haven't updated! But here you go, i left you hanging - sorry! Enjoy the chapter - JH. Xx

You wake up taking a second to remember where you were. You feel the warm lump behind you and turn around to face him. He looks so peaceful as he sleeps, you wish you could be something more then you were. You move a curl behind his ear from off his face with your finger, cupping his cheek with your palm as you retract your hand. You get out of bed and wonder to the kitchen as quietly as you could as to not wake him. You wander through the cupboards looking for inspiration for breakfast when you stumble across some pancake mix.

You pour the powder into a bowl lazily, looking in the fridge for any fruit - blueberries and bananas. That'll do. You plop half the blueberries in the mixture and leave it stirring as you chop the banana into smaller cubes. You turn the hog on and start to cook the pancakes.

You place 3 on your plate and 4 on Mikas - any extras won't go to waste. You grab the lasts of the fruit piling it up and drizzling the stacks with chocolate sauce. You place the two dishes on the table and go to wake Mika when just on que he walks out in just his pyjama bottoms lazily stretching and rubbing his eyes much like a todler which made you chuckle.

"Somehing smells nice- OOH YAY PANCAKES!! Thankyou!!" He instantly perkes up fastening his pace to the table - who wouldnt be happy with pancakes? "Good morning." You say to him as he sits eagerly. "Morning love, sleep well?" He says as you both start to cut into your breakfast. "Of course, you?" You take a mouthful, it's probably your best batch yet, you didnt want to say it though. "Perfectly." You smile warmly at one another for a second before taking another bite. "These are amazing!!!" He sfuffs his mouth full of more "I've made so many pancakes it's impossible to count" you look back up at him with his cheeks full much like a hamster and chuckle. "Hmm?" He says noticing you making you turn pink and chuckle more. "Nothing" you smile and go back to eating.

After the food Mika insists on doing the dishes, you only remember that hes wearing, or rather what hes NOT wearing when he stands facing away from you at the sink. You can't stop looking-every one of his features perfectly toned and slightly but not too muscular. He's, well, perfect. When he's done he turns around leaning back on the sink, his curls elope slightly over his face only highlighting his features.

"Earth to y/n..." he jokes making yoh shake out of your illusion. "As if you're any better" you stand from your place and he nods "fair enough." You walk towards him "Is that that a confession Mr Penniman?" You grin at him flirtatiously as he pushes himself away from the counter top lifting your chin "I don't know...is it Miss (y/l/n)?" You chuckle dragging out the end of the word as you say "may-be..." you rest your hand on his chest feeling his warmth and the slight fast beating of his heart. You look up to his face you see his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed with pink most likely a reflection of your own.

MIKA'S POV: (I know, damn)

I cant tear myself away from her. (Y/n)'s eyes are captivating. I feel the softness of her skin against mine, warm to the touch. I relax into her touch wanting to stay like this forever.

But no.

She's just playing.

Every feature of her face is perfect yo me, I never want to leave her side.

Somebody as beautiful as her could have anybody.

It's as it she reads my mind when she leans closer.

She wouldnt waste her life on me.

My heart beat quickens as her hand gently touches my chest, I feel the heat in my cheeks rising.

Who would like some random one hit wonder pop star?

Her eyes join with mine. Surely she must see it now.

I want to shout it from the spire of Big Ben, I love you (y/n), I love you, i would go, but she would never accept me.

She deserves better than me.

I remove my hand from her cheek.
"I should get dressed" I try to smile at her. Her face drops as she moves her hand also. I smile at her once more and walk towards my room.
I fucked up.

Your POV:

His face shifted from a look of care to confusion and then one of disappoint. He said something imcomprehendable to me about getting dressed and then left. What did I do? I'm not good enough for him. He's famous he could have my man or woman he wants, I'll never be good enough for him - that just proved it.

Mika's POV:

Idiot
Idiot
Idiot
I'm such an idiot.
Why did I do that? Why did I just walk out like that? I was so close to saying what must be said and I walked off.
She was so close to me. Her skin was so soft, she smelled like strawberries in a meadow, she looked like an angel in front of my eyes. How could I deserve her? I don't deserve her. What am I on about, shes not even mine.

I'll have a shower. It'll clear my senses.

Your POV:

He'll be back soon, or at least that's what you told yourself. Just getting dressed. Right.
You decide to sit on the sofa and put on whatever's on TV - anything to keep you distracted. You heard the shower turn off and about 5 minutes later Mika walks out in a shirt and Jean's, ruffling his damp hair with the towel which is draped around his shoulders. He puts the towel in the laundry room as he walks past and sits next to you.

"What's on TV?" He shuffles closer to you. "Nothing in particularly interesting." He looks as if he gets an idea. "Well there must be something here to interest you (y/n)." You chuckle. "I guess we'll just half to find out."

He clears his throaght.
Oh no.

"(Y/n), I've been meaning to say something to you"
You retract yourself slightly. "Carry on" you say coldly, fearing the worst.
"You're the nicest person I've ever had the pleasure to meet, you treat me as a person not a pop star and you make me feel so much more worthy as a human being." WHAT?!??!?! he'd probably just saying it as a friend. This can't be true. It can't. Your dreams can't be true. Can they? Is it? Hes probably saying it to let you down lightly. It's worth a gamble. You edge closer to him, he places a hand on your knee.

"What I'm trying to say is...would you like to go on a date with me? I understand if you don't we can just star friends an-"
"Yes." You cut him off.
"Wha-"
"Yes I would love to go on a date with you Michael. How could I say no?"
He chuckles. "Many reasons." He puts his hand on top of yours shuffling in closer. You cant contain your joy any longer and practically jump into his arms. He hugs you back with the same amount of strength.  You spend the rest of the day laying on the sofa cuddles with him.

"You know (y/n)...I've never met someone as special and perfect as you" you look up at him and blush "and now I don't need to." He kisses your forehead and cheek then hesitating while your noses touch. Too far away.

He smiles onto your lips after you close the distance between you for the sweet kiss. Your ears burn as you can feel the softness of his slightly chapped lips against yours, spreading warmth throughout your whole body. It was an unrecognisable exhilirating feeling as if your heart had just exploded; I love you, I love you. Your head whirs with dizziness, air. I need air.

Mika reads your mind as you slowly and reluctantly break the kiss taking a couple of breaths before you chuckle "I can't believe I just kissed Mika!"
"well you'd better get used to it." He gives you a squeeze closer to him, the butterflies linger in your heart making it run a marathon, he holds your body close to him as if you were made of porcelain.

It was safe to say - Best. Morning. EVER.

EEKKK!!! I can't wait for the next chapter, this was so fun to write! I have also written some songs if you want to check them out, yeah that's what I've been doing all this time - sorry!
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