True Love.

“I’ve never seen him like this you know,” A voice I barely recognised said from behind me.

I was currently outside this Austin guy’s house, sitting in the front garden, cigarette in hand and away in my own little world.

I heard someone sit down beside me – I was assuming it was the person who just spoke to me, but whatever.

“Like what?” I asked.

“So…” he paused, “Happy. He just seems completely smitten. Obviously, I can see why. But he just looks in love, really, really in love.”

I turned to look at the man who was speaking to me and recognised him as the man himself, Austin. I smiled lightly at him, not really knowing how to continue the conversation.

“It’s a good thing, you know.” He smiled, “I didn’t mean to make you feel awkward. I know I barely know you.”

“No, no, it’s alright.” I laughed, “Of course it’s a good thing, and it’s amazing to be told someone looks happy with you. And it’s even more amazing for it to be coming from someone I barely know – that points out to me just how happy I must make him. He makes me just as happy.” I smiled, purely at the thought of Mike. Everything about him was just so utterly perfect. All of my bad vibes about his reputation had completely gone away. I was yet to find out everything about him, of course, that will obviously take a while, but I felt like I knew him anyway. And I felt like he knew me. Even if it was just a little.

“By that smile on your face I can tell he makes you happy," He laughed, "Thank you for coming to the party, by the way.”

“It was a great party, so it was my pleasure.” I smiled, “It’s my birthday soon, I will be sure to tell Mike to ask you to come to my house for a party.”

“It would be my pleasure. I’d love to get to know you.”

“You too,”

I was enjoying my conversation with Austin. He seemed very genuine. I can tell he’s very misunderstood. I don't know how or what about, but I can just tell.

I heard the door close and we both turned round to see who had come out to join us. I smiled, seeing it was Mike. He sat behind me on the grass and stole my cigarette from my hand. “Hey,” I pouted but he simply grinned.

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it.” Austin said, getting up and going back into his house.

It was nearing six AM, it was pretty beautiful outside. The sun was starting to shine through and I was wrapped up in Mike’s loving arms. I ought to have looked like shit and normally, that would have bothered me, but sitting here with Mike, starting to become slightly hung over, watching the sunrise with a pack of cigarettes – it was just perfect.

Mike and I soon grabbed a taxi back home, to my home – which may as well be his, too, since he’s here so bloody often. Mike made us both some lunch and we watched some TV before falling asleep on the couch, him lying across it and me lying across him, a cosy striped blanket draped over us.

I woke up around two hours later, my hangover seemingly away. I smiled at the thought. I peeled myself from Mike’s arms; our skin had beginning to stick to each other. I took the blanket off of him, putting it on the back of the couch. I put our dishes away that we’d left on my coffee table and headed to the bathroom to have a nice cool shower. I looked at myself in my mirror and seen that I did, in fact, look like shit. I sighed and grabbed myself two towels, sitting them on my closed toilet seat for easy access. I turned the shower on and stripped myself of last night’s clothes, throwing them into the hamper, making a mental note to do some of my laundry today. I pulled my shower curtain aside, stepping inside and letting the cool water hit my warm body. I washed my face and hair, shaved everything that needed to be shaved before getting out and wrapping a towel round my body and putting my hair in the other. I brushed my teeth and once finished, walked to my bedroom to find something to wear for the day.

I shoved on a bra and panties with some polka dot shorts and a grey baggy tee. I dried my hair and straightened it but curled out the ends. Once satisfied with how I looked, I went out to my living room to find a sleepy looking Mike scrolling through his phone.

“Hello, little cutie.” I said, going over and sitting beside him. His gorgeous face lit up as soon as he seen me and he pulled me on top of him to straddle him, his beanie was sitting lopsided on his head and he had the laziest smile on his face, but he looked so damn cute. I leaned in and kissed him, grabbing his cute little face in my hands. He smiled into the kiss and I heard a ‘click’ coming from his phone. I turned round to see the photo he took, actually admiring it. It was quite cute. He posted it to Instagram – the caption being, “My beautiful girlfriend just making my day, as usual.”

I blushed heavily at the caption and he smiled. “What? You are beautiful, you know.”

Notes

I actually quite liked this chapter, idk :c

but yeah, cute fluff and wot not