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(S5, E2) LIAM'S SKETCHBOOK

🇵🇱 Ezra's POV (The next day in Poland, the hotel room, Cracow)

I slightly moved and narrowed my closed eyes. I felt this... Unearthly pleasant smell and feeling right in front and on me. I slowly opened my eyes confused and I saw... Her.

I'm laying straight on my back and she... She's laying on my shoulder and chest and also, has her hand on my chest. Well, I think I must have been sleeping with my head slightly turned to my side, because that's why I was able to smell her hair so well. I mean, I still have her face right in front of mine, but since I said that moved a bit after waking up then, you know...

Why the fuck I'm laying like that? Why the fuck am I embracing her with my arm she's laying on, why the fuck it's already so bright outside? Why the fuck I feel... Rested? And why the fuck I like it? Even if I wanted to, I just... Can't move away from her. She's sleeping so... Peacefully.

I just turned my face to hers again and just... Looked at her sleeping face. Thanks to that, I had a little opportunity to take a closer look at her without her constant talking. I looked at her cheeks, hair, closed eyes, lips and... What can I say? When I saw her for the first time, on that fucking airport, I immediately noticed she's quite good-looking... Fine, she's beautiful and hot, but at the same time she's the most annoying person I know, so her appearance doesn't count. Maybe sometimes, just like now, but let's say that on the daily basis I'm too focused on my fury on her that I miss her beauty.

But... I'm not going to lie to you, she's simply beautiful. Annoying, unbearable and driving me crazy, but still beautiful. You know I'm always honest, even if it means to be nice to her. She and her fucking brother won the genetic lottery, that's for sure.

Then, I heard her slightly laugh and saw her smile. Of course, just like during her naps during our trainings, she's laughing in her sleep. Since she's not observing me... Okay, I let myself to smile. Even she can be cute sometimes, really. It's just... Impossible for one, young girl to be the source of literally all emotions. Once I'm furious and want to kill her and once... Some of the views, just like that, of her are just melting my heart.

But... I don't want to get used to it. I don't want to get used to... Her. Like I said many times, she doesn't deserve that. All I can bring into her life is... Suffering. That's why... Despite the fact it's so fucking hard, I tried to move away from her and leave the bed. Well, let's say that the more she's sleeping, the more my head is free from the ache, that's why I did it in the way not to wake her up, but... As soon as I was about to move away, she started slightly moving, narrowed her eyes and slightly opened them right in front of my face.

Ezra: Do I have to write the definition of "social distance" on your fucking forehead? - I nodded at her still laying on me.

Emery: I told you that I'm learning from and using just the best things - She mumbled sleepy and smirked - Since my spine decided that you're much more comfortable than the bed, there's nothing you can do about it. Not sorry.

Ezra: Too bad, because... - I sighed and wanted to move on again, but she stopped me.

Emery: Just a few more minutes... - She mumbled again and looked at me - Pretty please?

Then, she made her fucking puppy dog's eyes at me and I just... I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Emery: Pleeeaseee... - She said with her cute voice again.

I opened my eyes and turned my face to hers again. And that's it, of course I can't say no. Once she looks at me with her huge, blue eyes that's it, I'm completely defenceless. I'm trying to fight against it, but... I can't. Our faces are right in front of each others, our noses almost touch, I can feel her warm breath on my lips and I just... Got hypnotised by her eyes again. My stomach is twisted, I can feel my faster heartbeat and... I can't move away from her. I can't.