Morning cuddles

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Maddie's P.O.V-

I open my eyes slowly and look around at my surrounding. Lots of posters full of bands, everywhere.

I turn my head slightly and see Luke asleep beside me, he looked so peaceful. He was snoring a little but it wasn't loud which made it ten times cuter. He still had his lip ring on and wore the clothes he had on last night, just like me.

I look at my phone and see it was 10am. I smile as Luke slowly opens his eyes to see me.

"Good morning Hemmings" I kiss his cheek and he smiles.

He wraps his arms around my waist, making me feel safe and warm. I put my arms around his neck and we lay there for a minute just enjoying each other's embrace.

"How long have you been up?"

"About 5 minutes"

"What time is it?"

"10ish"

"Shall we go make breakfast?"

"Let's do it" I say and we both get up. I used the toilet first and then Luke goes in. After that, we both walk down stairs together.

"Luke! How did- Maddie?"

"Hi Mrs Hemmings" I smile and she looks at me shocked.

"Sorry, hi Maddie. I just didn't expect to see you" She says giving me a hug. I then follow Luke into the kitchen.

"So, you always made me breakfast on tour, it's my turn" He winks.

"Okay, what's your specialty?"

"I can make a really good piece of toast"

"I want some toast" I say and sit at his kitchen table. He makes food and brings it over. I had to admit, my cooking was better.

"I don't think this beats your food on tour"

"We can't all be Jamie Oliver" I say and wink.

"What shall we do today?" He asks and I smile.

"Get a tattoo" I joke and he nods.

"Yeah, let's do it"

"Luke, I'm 17 and so are you" I laugh.

"So? I'm one month away and you're 4. Who cares?"

"Well okay" I was unsure as I didn't like needles but I trusted Luke.

"You don't have to"

"No I want to" I say and kiss his cheek. He smirks and walks back to the sink. I go to my house as I needed to get ready. I let myself in and I see my dad asleep.

"Ew, Maddie is that you?"

'Sadly, it is" I say and walk up to my room. I get changed into a different outfit and sit on my bed. Was I ready? Could I actually get a tattoo?

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