Our Laughter Lines (Dan Smith Fanfiction) - Watty's 2014

Get Home - Chapter 35

Get Home by Bastille

A/N I'M BACK FROM BARCELONA WITH AN EXTRA LONG CHAPTER (THE LONGEST THAT I WROTE) !!! ENJOY X

Ella's POV

When I woke up, there was already light in my bedroom. I tried not to make sudden moves, I didn't want to wake up the asleep man that was lying next to me. His hands, around my waist, were holding me super tight and the previous night I had fallen asleep to his heartbeats. It was like he wanted to protect me from the world. I wanted to wake up this beautiful with a kiss but if I removed his hand from my upper thigh, he would wake up. I slid his hand a bit more south so that I could sit on my knees, hover over him and peck his lips. 

"Ummmm..." He moaned.

"Good morning, sleepy beauty..." I said between the kiss.

"Good morning princess..." He kept kissing me, deepening the kiss. When I least expected it, he rolled us over, hovering over me. He started heading south, kissing my jawline and then my neck. 

"No, Dan..." I tried to stop him. 

"Shhhh..." He whispered and kept on kissing me. Each kiss earning a moan came from my lips.

"We..." I tried to speak once more. "Gotta... st... stop..." 

"Maybe..." He intertwined his fingers with mine. He kissed softly my neck once more before returning to my lips. I placed my arms around his neck as the kiss deepened. I ran my fingers through his bare back but unfortunately we had to stop when things got heated. We finished with a small kiss and held hands as we left for the kitchen, where we had breakfast. 

"So who's going first?" He asked me about the shower. 

"Hmmm... I don't know..." I admitted.

"Ladies first..." We both laughed and I stood up carrying my cup and the dish that was used for the toasts to the sink. "But before you go, give me a kiss..." He wrapped his arms around me, turned me around and kissed me sweetly and gently. I didn't want to leave his arms.

"I have to go..." I peck his lips one last time, before gradually letting go of his embrace. I went to my bedroom, picked out a bra, panties, a grey hoody, long grey socks two long sleeved T-shirts (it was just too cold outside) and a pair of black leggings. In the bathroom, I turned on the water, waited for it to be warm and hoped on the shower. 7 minutes went by quickly and I turned off the water and with a towel, I wiped the water away my body. Within 3 minutes I was dressed. I left the bathroom, walked in my bedroom, put on my glasses and saw that Dan was still shirtless, sitting on the couch and playing some random game, also with his glasses on. When I'm about to lower myself to actually be able to kiss him, he drops the phone on the sofa, lifts me and places me down on his lap, all of this ending with a passionate kiss.

"Hmmm..." I start but my boyfriend shuts me up with another kiss. I smile. "Da..." I hold his hand. Somehow, I manage to pull away from him and get to talk, causing him to chuckle. "If you start like this none of us is going to London today..." I stood up, look down at him and extend him my hand. He holds it, gets up and he is now the one looking down at. 

"Hurry up babe!" I clap my hands together. 

"You're asking for something pretty difficult. It's hard to focus on getting ready with you around me." He smirks, making me blush madly.

"Did you drink vodka?" I ask him.

"No, I didn't. I'm very sober." We make our ways to the bedroom.

"You're just very poetic today..." I smile. 

"These are the side effects of waking up next to you..." He plants a kiss on my forehead. Awwww. He picks out a hoody (too), one of his many David Lynch inspired T-shirts, black skinny jeans and... a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. I blush lightly and look down. He places his clothes on the bed and kisses my cheek sweetly.