Mine | Ethan Dolan (AU)

31| here we go again

September 23rd,

Luca's pov |

Red and blue.

Black and blue.

Blue, Blue, Blue.

She was in orange. And dad was red. I was blue.

I didn't know any better but to think she would be back.

But no.

She never did.

"Luca? Baby, are you okay?"

I jolted back a little, the warm hands engulfed me until I was fully covered.

"You're okay. You just had a bad dream." he said while petting the back of my head.

I tried my best to control my heavy breathing, my chest rising and falling quickly.

A tear slipped from my eye, and I didn't do anything to stop it from getting onto his shirt.

"You're alright baby. Just breathe. Breathe." he whispered into my hair.

I tried taking a deep breath in, but my throat refused to take in any air and I just let out a shaky breath and wrapped my arms around him tighter.

"You gotta breath baby." he told me.

Tears spewed from my burning eyes. "I-I can't." I coughed, and it started up a storm and I couldn't stop it.

"Listen. Focus."

I closed my mouth to try and help myself from continuously coughing when he started to sing.

"Look at the stars, look how they shine for you."

"And everything you do. Yeah, they were all yellow."

"Respira hija. Respira."

I took a deep breath in through my nose and tried to let it out through my my mouth the best I could without coughing a bunch.

I did it a few more times, and just focused on his smooth motions against my head and the lyrics to Yellow playing in my head.

The minutes passed slowly, and I wasn't sure if I was falling asleep or waking up.

"Do you wanna lay with me? Just in case you wake up again?" he asked softly, still smoothing my hair down.

I only nodded.

I walked behind him into his room, and the cold right side of the bed brought back even more memories that haunted me.

"Daddy? Can I lay with you?" I asked, standing in the doorway.

He didn't say anything for a minute, and I got closer to the right side of his bed.

"Daddy?" I asked again.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"Can I lay with you?"

He mumbled something else, and moved back a little to make some room for me in the king sized bed.

"C'mon." he said.

Carrying my small and short legs up onto his bed, I snuggled up into him and covered myself up with the comforters the best I could.

I messed with my fingernails under the blanket, and stared at their shared dresser I always tried getting into.

The sky looked so pretty. And I wanted to get a better view but, knew I needed to go to sleep.