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I woke up in Jeff's bed I look around and there's no sign of him. He's room always scared me a little because of all the blood on the walls. I went to get up and I felt an arm pull my back down into bed. I turn around and see Jeff I instly go red and try and hide underneath the blanket.
"Were do you think your going?" Jeff asked with cute puppy eyes
"I was gonna go down straies" I say
"Your not leaving my grip" before he sould even finished that sentences I was locked in his arms under the blanket. Jeff kisses my check and says I love you. I hesitated to say it back but once I did it felt natural like I have said it a thousand times. He losens his grip and moves his hand down to me hip, I turn around and I kiss him in the lips then burry my face into His chest and falls asleep.

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