I woke up about an hour ago. I just lay here with Hardin on my chest, I lightly graze my fingers through his hair. He had a nightmare last night so I'm happy he's sleeping, I just wish I knew what happened in his nightmare. He's never had a nightmare with me, we usually sleep soundly.
He was scared and helpless when he called out for me last night, like a scared little boy. It was so sad to see him that way, he was sweating and crying. I just wish I knew what it was about, maybe his foster family when he was little? His mom? I don't know.
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After laying here for a little bit the sun slowly rises, we have such an amazing view from our apartment. I still can't believe we live here, together. Just the two of us.
I suddenly remember that Sam is here, I still can't believe what happened last night. That must have been so triggering for Hardin, maybe that's what caused his nightmare? I just can't believe Steve did that to Sam, he just flashes his money but all this little girl wants is her father.
Hardin is so good with her, he's so kind and gentle. He does have his moments but mostly he's like a brother for her, especially when he was carrying her and she called out for her dad. My heart breaks so much for Sam, I don't know what she's feeling. I am so blessed to have two amazing parents that love and care for me so much, I guess I never realized how big an effect parents make on you. Obviously they raise and care for you but my parents were literally my best friend, I'll never know the feeling of not having parents.
I just feel so bad for Hardin because I don't understand his pain, I don't know how to help him. I don't know what to say or what to do to help make him feel better, I try the best I can but I don't think I'll truly ever help him in the ways I want. I mean my child development class sorta helps me understand him and why he does what he does, it helps me understand his trauma and his feelings. I just wish I could do more.
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He slowly stirs awake, he buries his face in between my boobs.
"Morning sleepy head." I say with a smile.
I feel him smile, he looks up at me and he looks so good.
"Morning beautiful." He says in a raspy voice.
He snuggles his face back in between my boobs.
"This is the only place I ever wanna be." He says.
I laugh.
"I knew you were only with me because of my boobs."
He looks back up me.
"Well now that you know the truth maybe you'll let me fuck them."
I cover my face with my hands.
"Is sex all you think about?"
"Sex with you." He teases.
I just shake my head.
He lifts himself up with his arms and leans forward so he's hovering over me, he looks amazing always. God I love him.
He runs his hand up my thigh and pulls up my nightgown, I giggle as his touch leaves goosebumps. He leans in and starts kissing my neck, I wrap my legs around him.
We hear noise coming from the living room, he pulls away and we both look at each other.
"Did you leave the Tv on last night?" I ask.
"No, I didn't use it." He says.
"Sam." We both say at the same time.
We quickly stand up, Hardin puts on a shirt and pants and I put on a cardigan over my nightgown before we both walk out of the room. We walk into the living room and see Sam sitting on the couch watching cartoons, she turns around and looks at us and smiles.
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Before He Lied
FanfictionThe coming of age Tessa Young finds herself in a difficult position when she has to chose between what feels right and what is best. The bad boy player Hardin Scott must chose to deny his feelings or allow himself to be happy. Will love be enough to...