Sorry for taking so long! I was off of Wattpad for a while and then writers block and I had a bunch of crap happen in my personal life so I'm so sorry! But I'm back now!
Previously (since it's been a while)
"Keefe? What are you doing out here?"
That wasn't the honey I was growing to love, that voice was sweet like ice cream, a voice I already loved
But what was she doing here?!?
Keefe's POV:
I whipped around so fast my neck cracked and it felt as though I was going to faint right then and there. "Sophie?!?" I cried into the dark woods, she wasn't there. No one was in fact.
My eyes darted across the trees
'It's cool Keefe, keep your pants on. You're cool, you handsome son of a gun. The ladies would kill to get a feel of that hair.'
(Idk feels like a pep talk he'd give himself)
I breathed in deep as I tried to calm my racing heart. I couldn't feel anyone else and if Foster was here I would've know immediately.
"Keefe!" Sophie, no not Foster. Y/n.
I tried to shake my thoughts and the feeling of being watched, the last thing I needed was to bring more trouble to Y/n.
Y/n's Pov:
Keefe had been gone for too long. I didn't trust him by himself. Then again he doesn't give me much reason to trust him, he was with them.
It always leaves a bitter feeling when I let my mind wander to those who chose to abandon me. But it's been 16 years? Too long to still think about anyway.
Ugh where is this man-child?!?!
"Keefe!" I called, hoping I didn't wake up anything big or draw any attention to my quiet corner of New York. (Did I say we where somewhere else? I can't remember >:3)
I went to the cabinet to grab extra pillows and blankets, knowing how cold it get at night and that little elf would be too used to luxury.
*time skip cuz I can't think*
Soon I heard the door open and the blonde came rushing through the door bolting it as he went. I rolled my eyes, the poor baby was paranoid about nothing.
I thought he was the braver one, maybe he's the dumber one. Or both.
I mentally shrug at my thoughts, not being able to answer my own questions.
"Alright, couch is ready for you little elf.!" I called heading to my room, to see Keefe sprawled out on MY bed fast asleep.
I huffed, it would be even more work to wake him up now. I smirked to myself, might as well make sure he's miserable.
I opened both of my small windows and heard back to the living room for a rough night in the couch.
Ok lovelies! That's it for now! If you're still reading thank you so much and if you're new welcome!!
Love y'all so much! And I can finally chat again!! :) talk to y'all soon my loves!!
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