[last chapter of drunk lillian i promise and it's only short so apologies again. thank you so much for 1k loves❤️]
me and tommy walked, or should i say stumbled, back to the hotel, where vince and nikki were waiting outside. i didn't know where mick was, but i didn't waste any time talking to my asshole of a brother.
i just walked straight up to the room, hoping mick was there already.
opening the door, his eyes met mine. he was stretched out on his bed watching TV.
"mick i'm so sorry." i said as soberly as i could.
"hey don't worry about it lill. i get, he's your brother, you need to listen to him."
i didn't respond, i just kicked my boots off before jumping onto my own bed.
i sighed, sitting with my legs crossed whilst i fiddled with my sleeves. my emotions were running high. how does he feel? because he needs to know i don't care about his disease. well obviously i care about him and i want him to be okay but it doesn't stop me from having feelings for him.
after a few moments of silence, i looked over at him.
"mick...do you really not feel anything towards me?"
"when did i say that?" he said, meeting my gaze with a frown.
"well, you're just confusing about how you feel and i don't want my head to be messed up so...just tell me now."
he paused, before looking back to the TV.
"well i think that answers my question." i said filling the silence. he looked in shock as tears began spilling down my cheeks. again.
i laid down and faced the wall.
i heard him grunt as he got up off his bed. i felt the mattress move as he lay beside me, my cheeks heating up as he placed and arm around my waist.
he whispered lowly beside me, "you know how i feel about you. i found exactly what i was looking for. i do like you, lillian. maybe too much. i turned around to face him before nuzzling into his chest, his hand wiping away my tears gently.
i smiled, before passing out.