LOVE IS ALWAYS CLOSE BY

𝐅𝗼𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋

I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning in my bed. As I a solution, I decided to sketch some more designs. But as I did, it caught Xaviers attention. He signaled me to open my window which I did.

"Haze, why aren't you asleep?" He questioned with a hoarse voice. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he leaned forward.

"I don't know."

He laughed to himself. "Yes you do. You always get like this whenever somethings eating you up inside." God, he knows me so well. I sigh, placing down my drawings. I rubbed my cheeks looking up at him. His head tilted as he cracked a smile — his dimples peeking through.

"Maybe we should tell our parents about this."

Xaviers eyes widened. "Hold on. This is fake. We shouldn't get our families involved."

"Xavier, my family's catching on. M mother saw you leaving and wondered why we've been going out lately," I snapped.

"We'll figure it out tomorrow."

"I'm afraid of anyone telling the truth without us knowing," I mumbled, lying my head against the window. I hear him breathe out before closing the window. I knew what he was going to do so I left my window open and waited. Minutes later and I don't see him. "I see how it is," I whisper before going to close my window. But as I do, I see him rushing outside his house with a duffel bag.

"What's inside?" I asked.

"Let me inside and you'll see." He climbed onto the tree. Which was pretty impressive when he had a duffel bag wrapped around him. He finally climbs inside grabbing onto me for stability.

His eyes find mine and his hands don't move. They pull me into his embrace. "If you can't go to sleep by yourself, I'll sleep with you," he whispers, caressing my cheek. I was still mad but it was nice and comforting to feel his touch.

I had on a silk sleeping gown. I don't usually wear underwear under my gown but I wish I had now that Xavier was here. I removed myself from his grasp and walked over to my closet. "I'll be a minute," I declared. I grabbed a pair of underwear as Xavier found his way on my bed.

As I walk out of my closet, I see him shirtless. He was toned and fit. Tattoos had been spread across his torso.

"Are you gonna stand there and stare?"

"Get over yourself," I chortled.

Instead of going over to my side, I climbed across the bed. My back ached a bit which definitely caught his attention. I planted my body next to his and his hand landed on my hip, bringing me closer. I feel his face nuzzle into my neck. I giggle which was contagious to Xavier.

"Hmm, you smell good."

"Stop," I mumbled against the sheets. I feel kisses against my neck. The sensation sent goosebumps up my soft brown skin.

"What's in your bag?" I questioned.

He grabs it and plants it in front of me. I open it, seeing a variety of my favorite snacks. "I got some your favorites. I couldn't get any ice cream sandwiches because they would've melted. But this is what I packed," he says, rubbing my side.

"Xavier, thank you."

"No problem, Angel."

I placed the snacks down beside my bed and fixed myself in his arms. I faced towards him and laid my head against his chest. He pulled the covers over us and tightened his arms around me. I feel his lips linger against my forehead.