heaven ☆ mick mars

22.

can we just appreciate how hot iwan is for a second

okay second over here's the chapter!

i loved it in this safe, dark place. a place where i didn't even feel as if i were on earth. it felt like i was floating out in the universe, free from pain, free from my deepest anxieties.

only thing that would make it better is if mick was here. imagine that. no snarky comments from tommy or vince. no glares from nikki. no strangers mistaking mick for being my father.

i can see the headlines now, "rockstar mick mars has a daughter that he hid away!"

thinking about it made my gut clench. i wanted to be with mick, and i like to think we'd survive any...comments...from the public. i think.

before that feeling of falling and jolting awake my senses of touch began to regain. i felt strong arms wrapped around me as my face snuggled into a chest. mick's.

my eyes snapped open and i shot up suddenly to see myself and mick stretched out on the recliner in the living room, the sunrise gleaming through the windows.

"hey hey, it's okay..you're finally awake, started to think you'd sleep forever."

i relaxed, my hand on my chest as my heart raced, before falling back into marzipan's chest.

i looked up at him as he wrapped his arms around me. his long black hair looked slightly messy, his lips slowly curving into a smirk as i admired his look.

"like what you see?"

i began blushing profusely as i smiled back at him, for once feeling confident enough to not look away.

"no sorry, i'm not attracted to old guys." i said jokingly before looking away from him before feeling his arms loosen from around me. this made me frown as i once again turned to face him.

"no mick i'm kidding! ugh i can't believe you fell for that are you, are you crying?!" i exclaimed, suddenly feeling guilty.

he shook his head sadly before his mouth turned to a wicked smile, "i can't believe you fell for tHAT!" he shouted back as i slapped his chest, the pair of us in fits of laughter.

we were weird, that's for sure. i'd seen a side of mick i don't think anyone else had seen before. him as band member, whenever they're on stage, he always seems to put on a serious front. then he's along with me, then suddenly he's mick monkey-swinging-in-the-trees. and i loved him.

i looked at the clock. 7:37am.

and then the events came flooding back once again, my head rapidly feeling as if it was losing blood, until mick placed a hand on my face, making me look at him as he rubbed my cheek softly with his thumb.

"lillian pleaseeeee don't faint again. i can't wait 5 more hours to see those pretty eyes."

"where are the others?" i asked him, my heart beat returning to normality.

"tommy and vince took nikki on the bus to the next city, them and doc are keeping an eye on him, don't worry."

i nodded, reassured. "but...how are we gonna get there? you have a show tonight?"

he smiled at my concerned expression. "airports around the corner. thought i'd take care of you here before we took you on the bus. also, an excuse to spend the day with you." i smiled in return, resting my chin on his chest as i looked up, our faces only centimetres apart.

i loved being in his embrace, everything felt so right about his touch. literally, i felt invincible. the way his fingers traced down my hips to my waist, through my hair.

not saying i'm in love but, i think i'm in love.

i moved upwards a little, placing both my hands on mick's face as i connected my lips with his. after a few seconds, i pulled back.

"and that was for?"

"oh okay. if you're complaining." i said, getting up off the recliner as he attempted to reach for my hands, whimpering at the loss of contact.

"lillian! kiss me again!"

i rolled my eyes. this idiot.