I woke up to my fuzz ball biting my toes. He meowed as I looked at him. Shifting out of my comfortable position I jump out of bed and open the door for Rajah.
He immediately runs to the kitchen where his food was set up. He also had a little jungle gym my dad had bought for him a year ago. I rubbed my eyes and closed the door again before getting back into my old bed.
I cuddled up to Damien putting an arm on his bare shoulder. I couldn't get back to sleep so I just stare at him. He was so warm and peaceful. Scooting up a bit more, I move the hair out of his face.
Why couldn't this be real? Why was it pretend? What's so complicated about us dating? He says he likes me and I told him I like him. So why can't it be real? My hand stays on his cheek as my smile falters.
Am I being stupid? Am I letting him do the thing I told myself I wouldn't let him do? Besides that first thing, he hasn't done anything sexual with me. Maybe he's trying to get my trust first.
I shake my head before hiding it in his neck. He's nicer than Henry, and I enjoy the attention and affection he gives me. Maybe I should just let him. Rajah likes him and I wouldn't have to be lonely.
A warm hand goes over mine and I move my head from his shoulder to see his tired eyes staring back at me. "Good morning Darling" he whispers and I smile as he grabs and kisses my hand.
"Good morning" I answer cuddling closer to him. He hugs me and I look up kissing him. "I like this" he whispers and I nod closing my eyes. I like it too, I would feel less guilty if it was real.
My phone goes off and I groan turning out of his grip. I reach for it, the brightness killing me as I look at my notifications. I had my social media's pretty much silenced. So it had to have been someone or something important.
I sat up, Damien keeping his arms around my waist. "Pictures are ready" I hum and he shifts with a groan before sitting up. I saved all of them before going to Instagram.
He puts his chin on my shoulder as I look through them. "I'm going to pick ten, which ones do you like?" I ask and he takes the phone out of my hand going through them.
"I think you look good in them all," he tells me and I shake my head. "Thank you, but I'm talking about both of us. Is there a certain one you don't want me to post?" I asked and he shakes his head.
"No I'm good with them all" he continues and I go through the pictures again. I picked one of us hugging, there was us just talking, the one where I held his hands, one of him putting his arm around me. Cute things like that. I saved the one of him kissing my forehead and then us kissing for last.
"We should probably think of an anniversary date" I laugh and he nods. "I moved here in November with my boyfriend aka you, and we started dating in October but I had known you previously. Give me a random number" I lay my head back to look at him.
"Five" he answers and I nod. We started dating October fifth, it is now June twentieth, so we've been dating for eight months, sound right?" I ask and he nods leaning over me. "Can I kiss you?" He still asks for my permission. Could he really be using me?
"Yes you can" I answer anyways and he gives me a quick peck. "It sounds perfect" he answers my previous worry. "Okay," I huff before getting ready to type out my life-changing caption.
Meet Damien my boyfriend of 8 months. "Short and simple, that seem alright?" I ask giving him the phone. "Yup" he laughs and I take it back hovering my finger over the post button. I groan before finally just pressing it.
My heart stops as I throw my phone onto the bed. My phone was lighting up but they were silent because they weren't important. "I don't want to look" I cry and he chuckles rubbing my back.
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It's Just Pretend ✔️
RomanceZachary Tatton, model and actor. Son of the famous Nancy and Tony Tatton; owners of a well known modeling business. Even at twenty four his parents are terrified of him being stalked and hurt. The only way he was able to move out let alone across th...