Once we got back to our apartment, we couldn't stop kissing eachother. It felt magical. Like it was meant to be. Our lips connected when the world around us repelled.
"I guess we gotta get some sleep " he said, sitting up .
"Awe , but I don't want to."
"AWWE, do you want a bedtime story and to be tucked in by your mummy?" He joked
"Yes, yes I do"
"Well then , I'm going to have to do" he laughed." Im gonna win" he chuckled, racing to my bedroom.
"You're on, mate" I said, throwing a pillow at his back as I over took him. I raced in and sat on my bed, my legs effortlessly crossed and my laptop on my bedside table. My suitcase stood wearily , half full in the corner of my room. Christian came and sat on the end of the bed, where my throw was. "Hush little baby don't you cry" he sung, laughing.
"OI" I laughed , tucking my legs under the duvet. He kissed my head, softly and lowered me into bed. He was laughing as he tucked the duvet under my legs, making it extra cozy. "Goodnight, don't let the-"
"Lacey bugs bite" I finished his sentence. He chuckled as he peered his head through the door. "Goodnight Tyra"
Goodnight Chris
YOU ARE READING
Love is just a word..
RomanceTyra, a 20 year old girl, who meets a boy, christian. But will they ever be left alone? When Lacey's about, their chances are pretty low.
