Story Of My Life

11 | Who knew Tag could make a person feel all this.

Ross' POV:

I never realized how soft the pillows were until now. I bury my head more, pulling my teddy closer and feel its grip on me tighten too, an-

Wait teddy?

So the first instinct of a normal human in this situation would be jump up and see what was going on, but I was wayyy to comfortable right now. Heck being like this was more relaxing than a massage.

The events of last night slowing creep into my mind. Feeling sad, headache, playing 'What do you see?', writing song, talking to mom, watching Ice Age with Laura while eating her food, C-

Fuck!

I shoot up from my position, instantly feeling colder, and stare with wide eyes at the Sleeping Beauty in front of me.

Sleeping Beauty!?

I meant the brown haired Goddess.

Brown haired Goddess!?!

What the fuck!?!

I meant-

Shit what was her name!?!?

Laura!

I took a deep breath in, looking away from her. After a few seconds when my gaze fell on her again. Her long brown hair were scattered all over the pillow with a few strands on her face, her eyes were closed and her pink lips were joined together. Her skin had a glow, and her face looked so peaceful-

God get your shit together Ross. What the hell was I thinking. I rub my face with my hands and then sit on the bed staring at the switched off TV, enjoying the peace and silence in the morning. Few minutes later, some gentle music starts playing in my ear which I soon recognize as Laura's alarm. 

I watch her stir a little, and then reach out to her nightstand, eyes still closed, and dismiss her alarm. She takes a deep breath in and lets it out, and stretches her arms. Her eyelids slowly open and she looks around until her eyes meet mine. 

We stare at each other in silence, until I slowly whisper, "Morning."

"Morning." she says in her raspy voice, so low that I almost didn't hear it.

She lets out a moan and flips over, burying her head in the pillow. It looked tempting and hence, I fell back onto the bed with my head right beside hers. We laid there for some time, until finally deciding it was time to get up.

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Laura's POV:

I stood in front of the mirror checking my outfit out. I had put on a black crop top, denim shorts and few bracelets. My hair was down in their natural waves.

"Does this look ok?" I ask Ross. Without even a glance he starts singing. "But every time she asks me 'do I look ok' I say..." 

I giggle when he throws his head back and sings loudly and dramatically, "When I see your face! There's not a thing that I would change! Cause you're amazing just the way you are!"

"And when you smile!" I sing along with him, "The whole world stops and stares for a while! Cause girl your amazing just the way you are!"

We laugh, and then he goes to the bathroom while I look at myself in the mirror again.

Not satisfied, I frown and look through the closet again. My gaze falls on Ross' side and a white shirt catches my attention. 

I put it on without buttoning it.

Hm, this looks cute. I try very hard not to take in the familiar scent it has.

"Ross I am taking one of your shirts."