I woke up the next morning with a headache. I remembered all of last night, I just wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not. Oh I hope it wasn’t a dream..
Good morning to you too, Sleepyhead. I swear I jumped three feet off my bed. He really needed to not do that when I’ve just woken up.
I moaned and looked around my room. He was nowhere I could see… but then, until last night, he never had been. I laid back down in my bed, hoping for a few more minutes of precious sleep. I missed you.
I missed you too.
A smile broke out across my face. He could always make me smile. I heard the door creak open and someone walk in. They sat down on my bed and brushed the hair away from my face. What time is it anyways?
“Time for you to get up, Babygirl.” Strangly, I had a feeling he was next to me. I rolled over and looked up at him. Same gorgeous boy, different body. All the more surprise. He leaned down and kissed me gently. Okay. I’m up.
He just looked down at me, all serious like. “What?” I asked.
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Morning After
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