•His Angel•

Chapter 18

(GUYSSSS I FELT SO GOOOD ABOUT THE LAST CHAPTER I WROTE I THOUGT IT WAS AMAZING)

'Panic'

*Amaras POV*

I snuggle my head into a hard surface. For some reason it feels nice?

Don't know but I really like it and I would stay this way forever if I could.

My eyes very hesitantly open due to the sunlight but I open them anyway.

Oh my goodness gracious how do we alway seem to end up like this really don't get it. Luciantos body, well his back lays slightly propped up on the headboard.

I on the other hand am very much so on top of him with my fingers interlocked around his torso and my legs also wrapped around his torso.

His hands are placed in a not so friendly manner on my butt. Both of his large hands have a place on each cheek as they cover them 100% percent.

How can I even talk to him today knowing that we were like this. Well his hands are in fact on my buns my booty my apple bottom.

I wish I could complain but I really can't I don't know how ones skin is so soft like his and he is perfect to lay on.

Woah who said that not me.

His arms suddenly tighten around my torso as he lays his head on mine. Well I guess it wouldn't be horrible to go back to sleep for a little bit right?

Yes I'm right.

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My body finds itself waking back up again. I look to the look at the corner of my eye to see that I have been asleep again for 30 minutes.

Weight is lifted off from my head, that lets me know he is most likely awake. Please be awake if I stay here any longer I think my cheeks would explode.

My face cheeks.

I feel his body stretch from beneath me even when I am on top of him he can stretch. My arms sort of start to fall asleep so I go to unlock them from underneath him.

That was a very pity attempt. I try again but it doesn't work and I'm sure he cant even tell that I am trying.

I clear my throat due to just waking up in hopes to make my voice less scratchy, that did not work.

"Lucianto" I say as I can hear his steady heartbeat through his chest.

"Hm?" His tired voice responds. My body's becomes overwhelmingly hot. Why am I getting like this over a voice?

"I-I just need to move my arms get upp." Freaking freak why do I have to stutter. It used to be bad when I was young but not most of the time it is only when I am nervous.

Why should I be nervous right now I really don't know.

He effortlessly lifts up his waist causing something to press up against my front but I ignore it. He grunts as he sighs heavily.

"Fuck Amara really." His deep morning voice says, "Sorry?" I say not really knowing what I did. I unwrap my hands from around his torso and then my legs.