Atlas
She is so sweet when she sleeps. I watch as her breathing gets softer and her head leans against my neck. I carefully place her under the covers.
I get up from the bed and head to the desk. She's going to hate me even more for this. I pick up her phone and open it. I insert the password. I feel the corners of my mouth rising as I realize she didn't change the password. It's still the day we met.
I scroll through her phone until I get to the conversations with her father. I glance at her and she is still sleeping.
I read everything.
Half an hour later I finish. I feel like I'm about to throw up. She has to deal with this every single month or even week? Before I turn back off her phone, I do the thing she should have done a while ago. I block his number everywhere. I know this is not my place to do this and she will probably hate me even more if she finds out, but I will not allow him to destroy her.
I put the phone back and go next to her in bed. As soon as lay down she wraps her arms around me.
I don't move her. I let her sleep on me.
The things this girl does to me!
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My alarm goes off and I get out of bed. Maeve is still sleeping. I go to the bathroom and do my routine. If we didn't need to leave I would've let her sleep.
"Good morning, sleepyhead" I whisper in her ear as I move her shoulder.
She opens her eyes and looks at me. Such beautiful eyes. They are blue, but not like mine. Hers is more unique and more beautiful. I would look at them forever. What's wrong with me?
"What time is it?" she asks rubbing her nose.
"A little bit past eight," I tell her as I step back. I look at her face. She has red puffy eyes from all the crying.
She leans against the headboard of the bed getting the covers to her waist. I sit in front of her and I rest my hand on her leg.
"How are you feeling?" I ask looking at her face.
She raises her eyes at me, her lips are dried and her nose red from all the rubbing.
"I'm okay," she says raising her shoulders.
My eyes travel down to her lips as she wets them. I get flashbacks from last night. I want to kiss her again. Her neck, ar cheeks, her collar bone, every inch of her body. I want her to moan my name and... Atlas, get over yourself!
"We should start getting ready," I say as I stand up, this is not the thing I want to tell her, but what I have in my mind can wait.
She heads to the bathroom and I start changing into a pair of sweat pants and a long sleeve shirt. I head to the desk and find there the hoodie she wore last night on the balcony. My hoodie. I grab it and put it into her bag. I don't know why I did this.
This girl is going to be the death of me! She makes everything so hard. Why can't she let me hate her in peace?
I zip my bag and place it next to the door. I lay on the bed and I start scrolling on my phone. Maeve gets out of the bathroom. She wears the same outfit as mine. I smile. She heads to her bag and takes out my hoodie and puts it on her, ravaging her beautiful red hair. She is probably so sleepy that she doesn't realize it's mine. I watch her as she closes her bag and gets it next to mine. She starts packing her other bag and a few moments later she's ready.
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