This story isn't finished and will never be finished. I write this story when I just started writing again and it's really bad. This story will get a new version.
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I woke up the next morning, the sun shining through the blinds, a single ray of light shining through. I stretched my body and rubbed my eyes. When I properly opened my eyes, I looked down to see Leah laying on top of me, her head on my chest and her left arm across my waist. Ever since we've been sleeping in the same bed, the right side had become mine and the left side was hers. I smiled down on her.
Her hair was a mess. I smiled at the memories of last night. No one had ever made me feel like she does. In fact, she's the first person who ever made me experience pleasure while having sex. She did a lot more than that. From the way she talks about me, the way she posts little bits of our lives together online, the way she's ready to defend me when it's needed. She makes me feel... wanted. I have never felt wanted.
I thought about our conversation from yesterday, before the party started. I grabbed my phone and texted my therapist.
Me: Hi, can we schedule a new appointment for today and can Leah come with me?
Allison: Good morning Anouk! Yes of course How does 5 PM sound?
Me: I will have an answer for you when Leah is awake!
I put my phone down and stayed in place. I really didn't want to wake her up. By the time that we fell asleep last night, it was about 4:30 and we were absolutely exhausted. She had fallen asleep on top of me and was still in the same position.
I checked the time. It was now 12 PM. I slept for a solid 7 hours. I'm happy with that. Leah had been drunk last night. I really slowly and carefully got out of her grasp, replacing my body with pillows. She cuddled closer into them and it was absolutely adorable.
I grabbed my phone and took a picture, posting it on my instagram.
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She's too cute. I went downstairs and into the kitchen, making some eggs, made some tea and got her some painkillers. She was sure to have a headache when she would wake up. I love taking care of her.
I put everything on a tray and slowly walked up the stairs, staying as quiet as possible. When I re-entered the bedroom, she smelled the eggs and her eyes slowly opened, seeing me walking in. She rubbed her tired eyes and slowly sat up. "Eggs?" I giggled at her cuteness. I approached her and set the tray down on the nightstand. She opened her arms. "I want cuddles." I smiled and nestled into her arms. "You will always get cuddles from me." She smiled and kissed the top of my head.
"How is the hangover?" I felt her shoulders shrug. "Got a headache, but nothing too bad. I'm happy that I decided to drink some water last night."
I smiled and nodded my head. "You should eat your eggs, they are getting cold." She slowly released me and sat up, finally focussing on her surroundings. Soon she groaned. "Oh god, we have to clean everything up today." I smiled and kissed her cheek. "Just leave that up to me. You can just relax." She shook her head. "That's kind of you but this is our house now An. We should clean it up together."
