Interrupted date

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Heather Dukes POV

It's Saturday morning, so we both get to sleep in late. Veronica got up at 9, but she still stayed in bed with me.

Im still tired so I stay laying down with my legs curled up to my chest and my arms wrapped around her waist. My eyes are closed, but I can still feel her looking at me. She gently pets my hair, and strokes my cheeks, which makes me smile.

"Shouldn't we get up?" Veronica asks sweetly, and my eyes flutter open.

"I want to, I just don't feel like it, ya' know?" I sigh.

I just want to stay here like this forever. It's like nobody can hurt either of us as long as we have each other.

"Why don't we just stay here a bit longer, and then go do something?" She says impatiently, "we can't just be lazy all day."

"I beg to differ," I joke. I have no problem staying in bed all day, considering there's literally no one to stop us.

My mom's still in bed, and I doubt she'll be up any time. She's probably got a killer hangover.

"Why don't we go to the library? Get some coffee, and hang out," She offers and teases, "Unless you're too tired for that."

"I'm not too tired, I just don't wanna get up!" I argue, "if we get up, it means we can't cuddle like this."

She tilts her head slightly, and slides her hand up to cup my cheek.

"Why do you say that?" She asks slightly confused.

"Just... never mind."

"Why don't you think we'll get to cuddle like this? It's not like I'm going anywhere."

She says that, but if doesn't sound true. She says she's not going anywhere, but we both know she's lying. We don't know what's going to happen, and I sure as hell don't know what's going to happen to her. Every day that passes makes us both more and more nervous.

"I just..." I mumble out, and roll over, "I don't know..."

I don't want to worry her. It's not like I'm hiding an injury or something serious like that. The less she knows about how I feel, the better.

"So how about another hour, then coffee and library?" She suggests wrapping her arms around my waist, and pulling me back towards her.

"Yep," I say with a sigh, and bury my face back into the blankets

Only half an hour later, she drags me out of bed to get ready. She said she'd stay in bed with me for a full hour, that bitch. I put on a pair of jeans as well as a black and green striped sweater.

Me and Veronica quietly sneak out the door, and we drive to a small coffee shop that's in walking distance from the library.

Veronica anxiously peers over her shoulder as we get out of the car, so I take her hand in mine. I rub the back of her hand with my thumb, but I drop it when we step inside. We get a few side glances from the people inside, so I take a small step away from her. I give her a weak smile, and sorry look.

I pay for both get our drinks, and we take a seat at a small table against the wall. Veronica takes a big sip of her iced coffee, and looks over my shoulder.

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