He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 25

A/N: Heyyy! So I realized I should put my note in this part ahahaha! Thanks to Camille and Analou! :*

I honestly did have a block out while writing this part, anyway I did it, Sorry for holfding this chapter up for long.

Dedication to my friend Zen and Maika! :* The descriptions I made were surely perfect!! :))

To the swifties reading, here you go! :*

And to my DAD! I love you so much! :**

Happy reading! :**

Micky's POV

I wake up with a light head and stretched my hands up as I saw the sun had finally risen. I was too lazy to stand and clean myself up; instead I just stared at my baby pink colored ceiling and smiled hastily. Everything that happened last night was still fresh in my memory, and I think it was one of the best nights in my entire life. I could even still hear the laughter drawn in between the conversations we had, even Jason's silly jokes and propositions about what if he and Louise end up together, he was also good wnough to be able to cover himself whenever Louise tries to hit him.

"I would definitely be a battered husband in the future but that would be really fine if Louise will be my wife" I remembered the words he uttered before Louise could strike him harder, though Jason was a bit drunk when he mentioned that.

Florence on the other hand was busy with her conversations with Romeo that we barely talked, but I didn't mind. I could see the sparkles in her eyes as Romeo was talking to him, and it makes me feel happy. Romeo was not able to set her eyes off Florence too. Even Micheal had the hard time reminding Romeo that he also has some guests that he needed to entertain. Later that night, we were able to meet other important people that visited and greeted Romeo. One was a famous band whose members know Romeo, Micheal and Jayson. I have also received blistering glares from Liza and another friend she has. There came to a point that I almost bathe with red wine because the woman whom Liza once called Maika, bumped into me while sipping the drink. She was wearing a shimmering tight silver dress that hugged her body; she does look intimidating with her perfectly plucked eyebrow, her black and bronze streaked hair and dark red lipstick made me see her more menacing. It really takes drums of guts to face the both of them while trying to hide the intimidation. I mean, they were both gorgeous and breathe taking like they need not to ask someone to look at them, they just seem to have placards swinging in their neck that says Hey! I look awesome! Woooooooo! And everyone would just nod their heads, drop their jaws and agree. But she was still lucky Micheal pulled me as I was about to mouth shits at her. I would not just look at her without putting up a fight. I know, I'm such a great trouble maker!

Nonetheless, I didn't' felt bothered the whole night. I was carefree! There were just times that I'd look away to see if Micheal's dad was still around but I've never seen even a shadow of him. I was also able to mention the sudden meeting I had with Mr. Gonzales, or should I say Uncle Matt. He was kind, humorous, funny and intimidating and scary at the same time. I was then thinking what really happened between him and Micheal that led Micheal to have a cold shoulder over him.

Micheal was also able to shift that topic to his insistence of giving me a lift home. But I was consistent that I am going to be fine with Jerah. But my friends seem to agree with Micheal's idea. They just shrugged me off when I asked if they didn't want my company. But of course, they told me they were kidding. The ride home was quiet since I vision the kiss we shared hours before we left were haunting me. The kiss was really sweet and full of love and I hate myself for hurting him ad making him wait. It's just that I don't think it's fair to make him believe I could be able to love him back the way he does. But I know he would help me get over everything.