This looks like it's going to the last chapter. I can't believe that I didn't update the story for the last few months. Sorry.. :c

Lea's POV

-Tweet, tweet, tweet!- The birds were chirping their tiny lil' heads off as the sun rises up. I yawned, getting up from the bed. Suddenly, I felt something was wrong. Mitch was gone.

"MITCH!" I screamed.

"Lea? What's wrong? You okay?" Mitch came into the room with a glass of orange juice in one hand and his laptop in the other.

"Oh.. hehe.. I thought you .. left me." I laughed nervously. God, I gotta stop being so sensitive about this.

"Idiot, why would I leave you?" Mitch murmured.

"BREAKFAST'S READY!" Jerome yelled.

"Mitch? Can I borrow your clothes? I kinda don't have mine.." I glanced down and saw myself still in the dress I got.

"Oh shit! I forgot about your clothes!" Mitch facepalmed.

"It's alright." I smiled.

"Now.. get out please. I'm changing." I cheerfully grunted.

"Okay then.. hurry up, your highness." Mitch bowed, spilling the orange juice.

"DAMN IT!" He ran out of the room. I better change fast. I reached on the back of the dress and pulled the zipper down. I looked around and found a shirt long enough to hide my booty. Before I got to put on the shirt, Mitch came in with a rag.

Jerome's POV

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I heard a scream.

"Okay! OKAY, I'LL LEAVE! OW!" Mitch ran into the kitchen.

"Say..Mitch? What happened?" I looked over to him, flipping a sausage.

"Eh..hehe..nothing." He rubbed his head.

"What's up with the scream?" I was getting suspicious.

"Just forget about it. Nothing happened, that's all." Mitch was getting red.

"TELL ME, BIGGUMS!" I jumped on him and began tickling him.

"OKAY! JUST GET OFF ME." Mitch pushed me off.

"Go on." I waited for an answer.

"IaccidentallywentintotheroomwhenLeawaschangingand Isawherhalfnakedshethrewpillowsatme." Mitch said.

Lea's POV

That was terrible. Let's pretend that didn't happened, okay mind? Kay. I went into the kitchen and saw Mitch. I blushed and saw Mitch blushing too. Suddenly, my phone rang. I ran and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello dear. You're Lea Dionne, correct?" It was the nurse from last time.

"Yes ma'm."

"Your mother's funeral is today.. do you have time..?"

"O-of course!"

"Okay, the funeral starts at 4:00. It's at Peppermint street.*"

"Got it! Bye."

"Best wishes to your mother." I hanged up.

"Jerome..Mitch? Can you guys come to my mom's funeral with me..? I pleaded.

"Sure, why not?" they said together.

"We have to go get your clothes." Mitch said.

"It's been a while." He continued.

"Kay. You wanna walk there..? It's not that far. Plus, it'd be a trouble for Jerome. He probably has things to do with that sausage. That sexy sausage." I grinned.

"I'm not going to do anything. Just sleep." Jerome huffed.

"Whateves." Mitch laughed.

Mitch's POV

"Wait, Lea? If we're walking, wouldn't it be awkward to look like that?" He looked at my shirt.

"I don't think so.."

"Okay.. you sure..?" I said.

"Yep."

-5 minutes later, on the sidewalk."

"Lea, I don't want guys to look at you, so I'm going to have to hide your butt." I decided.

"Wait, what?!" I picked her up, carrying her princess style.

"MITCH! PUT ME DOWN. THIS IS MORE EMBARRASING!" She yelled.

"Well, we better hurry up to your house if you don't want people to see us like this." I starting running.

-25 minutes later-

"We're back!" I kicked the door opened. Jerome was making out with a sausage on the couch.

Lea's POV

I stared at Jerome with my eyes wide.

"This isn't what it looks like!" Jerome threw the sausage on the floor.

"Clean that up, biggums." Mitch grinned.

"I-I-I..Jerome, I never knew you were like this!" I burst out laughing.

"Now, now, don't tease the bacca so much. Baccas don't like being teased." Mitch said.

"Shut up Mitch!" Jerome hollered.

"I'll be in my room." He slammed the door.

"JEROME! LET'S PLAY MINECRAFT!" I suggested.

"What's that I hear? Minecraft?" Jerome's head poked out of his door.

"Mhm.. But no recording."

"I wouldn't mind a few minutes or so." He smirked. It turns out we played for more than a few hours.

Jerome's POV

I looked at the clock. 3:30.

"Ay, Lea, isn't your mom's funeral at 4:00?" I said, taking my eyes off the screen.

'Oh crap!" Lea sprinted to Mitch's room.

"What's she doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? Changing." Mitch said, averting his eyes at me.

"Oh..of course."

"…" Silence.

"You shouldn't you be changing too..?" I said.

"Lea's in my room."

"Yeah.. so?"

"My clothes are in my room." Mitch said. This feels so awkward. I wonder why.

Mitch's POV

"Mitch! It's your turn." She checked her phone.

"We have a few minutes left. You too, Jerome." She said.

"Kay."

"You look really good by the way." I commented.

"Thanks." She blushed. What's with all the blushing? I went into my room.

- 15 minutes later –

"Oh god." Jerome let out a whimper.

"Jerome? You okay?" Lea asked.

"Kind of." A few seconds later, Jerome ran into the bathroom.

"Bweeeeeh.**" He was barfing.

"You guys, go.. on without me. I'll make it. We have about 10 minutes left. It's isn't that far right?" Jerome asked from the bathroom door.

"U-uh, kay. You sure about that?" I asked.

"Sure." Jerome said.

"Okay.. come on, Mitch." Lea smiled. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out to the door.

-2 hours later when everybody leaves, including Jerome because his sausage was getting lonely.-

Lea's POV

"Lea, I'm sorry about your mom." He said, hugging her from the back.

"Yeah.. it's okay." I whimpered and turned around.

"Mitch..?" I asked.

"Mhm? He answered.

"Don't leave me. Don't die on me. Please." I held onto him.

"Lea. I won't leave you. What kind of guy would do that to a girl like you?" Mitch said softly.

"You're my everything." Mitch whispered. My eyes widened. I knew everything was okay now. I finally understand how he felt about me. The same why I felt about my mom.

This is the end. c: * - This is a fake street. ** - I don't know how to type out a barf. L0l.