Pete's POV

I wake up alone. Mikey's gone forever. I've lost him and I...I don't think I'm ready to face it yet.

Flashback

"You know, I love your hair but maybe you should change it up." Mikey muses, running his fingers through my hair. I look up at him. "Really?" He nods and I sit up. "What are you doing?" He looks confused but I just grin. "Get your shoes on, we're going for a ride." I run into the kitchen and pull some shoes on, grabbing my keys. Mikey grabs his shoes and runs after me, shutting the door behind him. "I'll put my shoes on in the car!" He yells. I laugh and climb into the car.

"Are you gonna tell me where we're going?" He asks. I grin and shake my head. "Hell nah, you just gotta wait." Mikey pouts so I lean over and kiss him. "Eyes on the road!" He screeches. I chuckle and run my hand up his inner thigh. He shivers and bites his lip. "Pete stop." He moans.

I oblige and move my hand back to the wheel. "I didn't mean it." He glares at me. I shrug. "Doesn't matter, we're here now."  I turn off the engine and exit the car. "Are you gonna leave me here with this?" I look back to him and notice the bulge in his jeans. "I'm not doing it, sort yourself out, I'll wait." I wink at him and close the door. "I hate you!" He shouts. I ignore him and wait. After a few minutes I hear moans and him scream my name, the it's over and I hear the car door slam.

He walks over to me and shoots daggers at me. "You're lucky no one saw." He says. I shake my head. "No, you are." I snake my arm round his waist and lace my fingers through his. We walk into the barbers and try to squeeze through the door. "You go first." I offer. "No ladies first." He counters. "Exactly, you go first." I grin. Mikey rolls his eyes and walks inside, me following him in.

"Hi I'd like a hair cut and," I lean forwards and whisper, "how much more would it be to have it dyed?" 

"$20 more." The receptionist whispers back. I hand her $50 and sit next to Mikey. "So you're getting it cut?" He asks excitedly. "You could say that." I smirk and sling my arm around him. "I love you." I whisper. Mikey kisses me softly. "I love you too." Mikey pulls out his phone and texts Gerard, telling him we'll be out for a while, when I get called. I take my arm back and stand up, hopping into the chair. "What are we doing today Sir?" The barber asks. I ask him to bend down so I can tell him without Mikey hearing. "I'm having it cut short and dyed pink." He nods and starts to wash it.

"What made you decide on pink?" He asks. I point towards Mikey. "He asked me to cut it and I wanna suprise him." Mikey looks up and smiles at me. I grin and look at the barber. "I don't know if he's gonna like it."

"Well whenver I change my hair colour my boyfriend's always a little shocked. I tell him 'Tyler I dye it all the time, it's fine' and then we take about twenty pictures, pick the best one and put it in a album. We legit have a photo album full of pics and each one I have a different hair colour." We laugh and he turns off the water.

Once he's actually cutting my hair, Mikey walks over and starts to chat with us. "Wow Pete, your hair's really short!" He gasps, running his fingers through it. "Hey babe can you go get something from the car?" I ask him. He  nods. I toss him the keys. "I want my hoodie." I tell him. Mikey kisses me and leaves. "So light or dark?" He asks. I point at the first one. "Light." The barber..."hey what's your name?"  I ask randomly. "It's Josh." He says with a smile. "Pete." I say.

Josh bleaches my hair and then puts the dye in. When Mikey comes back the dye is already in. "Babe, turn around. I want this to be a suprise."  Mikey turns round and waits until it's done. Once it's been washed out Josh dries and combs it. "Babe?" Mikey turns around and gasps. "It's...it's pink. Pete...I love it!" Mikey walks over to me and strokes my hair. "You should die it more often. It's hot as Hell." He whispers in my ear. I close my eyes and bite my lip."Anyday." I whisper back.

I remember that. I still have the pictures. And the video from that night... I look over at my closet and see through blurry eyes, the large fluffy unicorn, I won for him at the fair, leaning against it. I smile and wipe away some stray tears. I lean over and pick it up, holding it close to me. I close my eyes and remember how happy he was and how when we cuddled, it would always be with us, warm and comforting.

Flashback

"I want this one." Mikey says, folding his arms. I roll my eyes and pass the man at the stall $5. "You want the unicorn right?" Mikey nods and jumps up and down. He's such a dork sometimes.  The gun feels odd and heavy in my hands and I struggle with my aim. After three shots I'm still failing horribly. "Argh I can't do it!" I yell in frustration.

"Babe breathe. Just pretend it's someone you really hate and you can't wait to see my face when you win and if you do win," he lowers his voice, "I'll give you your prize later." He nibbles my ear and kisses my neck. "If I win this, what will you call it?"

"I've always liked Sparkles." He says. "Sparkles it is." I grin. I ready the gun again and take aim. I inhale, think of how happy Mikey will be, and exhale. I line up with the target and shoot. "Babe you won!" Mikey shouts. I grin and put the gun back on the counter. "The unicorn please." I say politely.

The unicorn is passed to me and suddenly I understand why Mikey wants it. It's the softest thing in the world! It's almost the cutest but that award goes to my adorable boyfriend next to me. "It's all done for you." He smiles and hugs the unicorn, cuddling into my chest. "There's one condition." I say. He hums in response. "I get to borrow it when I'm cold and you're not there." Mikey giggles and kisses my nose. "Deal."

"You're not here Mikey, I guess I'm borrowing it for a long time." I let my tears and memories rock me to sleep. A sleep full of dreams. Dreams full of memories. Memories full of smiles. Smiles from Mikey. Mikey.

A/N I'm sorry if I got the hair scene wrong, I've never dyed my hair before.