forty-six: drawing

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♫- Moral of the story by Ashe (ft Niall Horan)

Hero's POV

Never slept this good from when I opened my eyes in that damn hospital.

She's all hugged to me, even our legs are twisted to each other.
Her head is placed on my chest, her hands around my torso.
I can feel her warm breath through the fabric of my shirt.

Her bed feel even more comfortable than mine even if they are the same brand and we for sure bought them the same day. Maybe is the position and the warmth of her body that makes me feel in this way.

Is this the way that I was used to wake up?
Reading the book and reading about our mornings was so frustrating to me because I didn't remember about the feeling, all I could do was asking myself how could be the feeling of it.

Her alarm starts to go on.
She starts moving mumbling with her sleepy voice.
"My head!" she yells pulling the blanket till her head.
"Turn it off." she says while I'm trying to reaching out to her phone placed on the nightstand.
"I turned it off." I say exhaling while I really stretched out my muscles to reach to it.

She stills hugged to me mumbling, I guess because her headache.
"How is your head?" I ask her and then she sneaks her head out of the blankets.
She looks up to me. She seems calm and relaxed. It's like she's so used to this that she's not stressing about actually sleeping with me.
"A mess." she says standing up and sitting on the edge.
"I'm not surprised since you literally ended that bottle in ten minutes all by yourself." I tell her giggling.
"Sorry,I could offer, you some. So rude of me. " she says making me laugh.
"Are you going to work?" I ask her.
She turns in my way and not so enthusiastic she nods.

She turns in my way and not so enthusiastic she nods

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"I have too, I can't hide in here any longer." she says standing up and starting to swing around so I stand up and I follow her.

She still wearing the white dress and I'm still dress like yesterday.

"Do you want me to drive you to work?" I propose to her and I see she's trying to not turn in mu direction but she looks at me with the corner of her eyes.
"No don't worry." she says while I'm preparing the mixture for the pancakes.
"Then take my car." I tell her cracking the eggs.

She stands up leaving the stool and coming closer to me.
My stomach is twirling on himself.

I look at her and I see how comfortable she looks stay this close to me, at least this break up was worth it for our relationship.

"Hero I know that the accident scared the freak out of you..."she starts with a soft voice tone "and you're doing this for my safety and I appreciate it, but you can't always give your car to me." she says leaning her head on my arms so I lift that arm and smoothly surround her shoulders.
"To be honest that car is more yours than mine." I tell her massaging the lower part of her neck after placing my fingers through her messy hair.

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