I pinch my hand. Oh, I really am awake. In response to her question, I shake my head. Couldn't really talk because it would be muffled.
I look back up and into Ziggy's eyes. She moves her hand off of my mouth, looks at my lips, and smirks.
DON'T BLUSH, DON'T BLUSH, DON'T BLUSH!
Too late. I can feel my face getting hot.
How did she get in? Probably that window that I left half open. Yeah, that was stupid. Although, it's a hot night (or morning if you count it as that).
"Ziggy... what are you doing here?"
"You know, just came here to rob you."
"It's like..." I look to the clock on my bedside table, "almost 3:00 am!"
"Yep. So, do you want me to leave you alone?"
"NO- I mean, I'm sure it's a long walk back to yours... And I guess, maybe, it's safer if you stay a little later you know."
"Awww, are you worried about me or something?"
"What?! Well yeah, duh!"
Now she actually looked kinda surprised to hear this.
"You know I am fully capable of taking care of myself. I'm NOT scared of your Sunnyvale neighbourhood."
"Oh, just shut up already." I say and roll my eyes.
I move my blanket so that there is space for her to sit.
Nevermind, she decided to lay beside me.
"Sooo, you sleep talk quite alot..."
NO.
"Oh haha, what did I say!"
"Well," she turns towards me in the bed. "Uh, stuff about someone - I'm pretty sure."
Oh shit.
"Ummmmm, any name drops?"
"Yeah I think... some girl."
OH SHIT. OH SHIT.
"Yeah? Who was it?"
"I'm not sure. I definitely don't know her."
In my head, I do a sigh of relief. Wait but who else could it have been? I turn so that we are facing eachother now and let her answer.
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Lãng mạnA few short stories with not much plot, just ZIGGY BERMAN. Pretty much all you need. You can make suggestions in the comments and I'll try work with them. I'm not experienced with fanfics or smut but enjoy, LOL. 𝙾𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕: Voting/Commenting...
