Emilee Ortega is asked by her father to travel across the country while he films his latest show. She was more than willing to take on this new adventure with her best friend Erynn Champlain at her side. The girls are always up for something new, bu...
I felt stirring in the bed beside me. I stretched out my arms, moaning slightly as my joints cracked. I turned in my position, finding Charlie 'very discreetly' trying to free his arm from underneath me. He looked over at me as if he was surprised that I was awake. "Sorry," He whispered, chuckling lightly. "I really need to pee. I didn't mean to wake you up."
I chuckled, shaking my head as I pulled free for him. "You didn't, don't worry. I was already kind of awake." I pat his chest before turning back to cuddle into the pillow below my head. He laughed at my childlike behaviour before rolling off the bed. As soon as he opened the bedroom door the sound of Owen and Emilee laughing bounced off the walls. "God I'm so glad the bedrooms are so soundproof," I muttered to myself, not thinking much of it. I heard Charlie laugh to himself as he walked down the hallway, probably picking up on what I was insinuating. My cheeks flushed as I continued to bury my face farther into my pillow even though I knew he couldn't see me.
A minute later I had relaxed significantly, close to dozing off again. That was until the air was knocked out of my lungs, a weight lying on top of my entire body. I heard a burst of giggles escape the mouth of my attacker, making my frown turn into a smile instantly. I wrapped my arms around Charlie as he snuggled his face into my shoulder, tightening his own around my torso.
He let out a breath he must have been holding in as my hand went up to his head, playing with his hair. "You're a comfy pillow," He bluntly stated, relaxing his body on top of mine further. I pulled back my head, looking down at his face. His eyes were closed as his cheek sat in the dip between my shoulder and collarbone.
"Are you calling me fat?" I asked, watching his eyes snap open. He pulled himself up into a kneeling position, sitting with his legs around my sides. He grabbed my shoulders, making me turn to lie on my back. He had a bewildered expression on his face, looking like a puppy that just got yelled at by his owner. He started rambling on "No! That's not what I meant! I didn't mean it like that! Oh my god, I'm so sorry! You're not fat!" He carried on, searching my face to see how I was taking his apology. All I could do was laugh, covering my mouth as snorts left my mouth.
He paused, looking down at me confused. I reached up my arms to grab his shoulders, pulling him to lie back down. "I was joking, Charlie. Don't worry, you're comfy too." I joked back, earning a laugh from him. I reached out to grab my phone from the side table, silently thanking Charlie for plugging it in for me previously. I turned it on and scrolled through my Instagram timeline. Charlie cuddled into my neck, looking at my phone as well.
As I was scrolling Charlie reached out his hand, pressing my notifications. Once the screen switched I saw that Emilee had tagged me a post. Charlie clicked it, letting the image come up on my phone. A picture of Charlie and I in bed came up, both of us spooning in our sleep. His arm was wrapped tightly around me, looping up in between my arms.
I blushed, now realizing that the position we were in was much closer than it was in the picture. I closed my phone, shifting slightly underneath Charlie. He didn't seem fazed by the picture, hugging me tighter. He looked up at my blushing face with a dopey smile on his. "Cuddling you is much better than when I cuddle Owen." He joked, dismissing the intimacy. I laughed at his comment, asking "best friends?" He nodded.
"For life." He replied, laying his head back down on my chest. I pulled out my phone and snapped a photo of the two of us for my story.
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