A/N- my apologies it's been so long since the last update. I don't have any excuse but I can say I've been busy binge watching the Marvel movies for the first time, I know what you're thinking how the heck has she never seen the movies before? I hadn't so deal with it 😂. Not that it's any recollection but my Leo phase is fading back, it will never fully disappear but I am more into the Toms and Chris' now. Except all updates to take this long... I am soooo sorry. I won't give up but it may slow down. My deepest apologies.
I woke up the next morning to the blaring sound of the alarm I had set the night prior. I groaned as I rolled out of bed. I yawned and stretched my arms out before falling back in to the bed and s closing my eyes. In my head I was having a mental argument, one voice said "stay in bed you are tired" while the other advised me to "get the up! You have to go down stairs for the movie." I eventually surrendered to the notion of needing to get up and dragged myself to the bathroom.
I went through my morning routine and got dressed. I wore a yellow tank top with a lavender crop top that fell off my right shoulder. I had on a pair of jean shorts. My hair was in a side ponytail tied up with a neon yellow scrunchie. Before I headed out the door I grabbed my purse and threw it over my shoulder.
I exited my room and locked the door. I felt some one poke my shoulder and by reflex I punched them in the face. I know it sounds stupid because the whole cast was staying in this hotel so why would I assume it was some guy trying to attack me or something? Don't judge me, I'm still exhausted so I wasn't thinking clearly. As I pulled my fist away I saw Leo holding his nose and swearing under his breath. He was groaning and I saw a bruise starting to form. It was a good thing we weren't filming today.
"Oh my god, Leo. I am so so sorry." I apologized sincerely. I moved his hand off his face to check the damage. It was purple but nothing more. I left my small hands on his face.
"Good morning to you too, Loudy." He replied a bit sarcastically. "Damn, that hurt."
"Does Leo need someone to kiss his boo boos?" I asked in a baby voice. He stuck his lip out and nodded. I reached up to him since he was much taller than me. I placed a kiss on his nose and one following on his cheek. I placed another one on his other cheek, his chin, his forehead, and once again his nose. I just painted his face with butterfly kisses. I would tell he was smiling.
"You know, Loudy, while you are at it my lips hurt." His Leo smirk stole his face. I just rolled my eyes in reply and instantly released his face.
"Nice try, DiCaprio. But no. Let's go they are probably waiting for us." And at that we headed down to meet them.
We reached the ground floor and met with the others. We were the last to get down there so we automatically headed straight for a large black van. I sat next to Leo in the back. It was a bit of a drive and at some point along the way I had fallen asleep on Leo's shoulder out of exhaustion. Before I had drifted off I felt him place a light kiss on my temple.
When I woke up I was in a room full of laughing. I sat up and noticed I was on a black velvet couch. My head had been laid on Leo's lap. I let my eyes get adjusted to the light and stretched.
"Look who finally woke up!" Leo said and put his arm around me.
"Hi, Leo" I whispered. I finally felt a lot more rested than before. I wondered how long I had been out. Though I could assume it wasn't too long due to the fact everyone was still getting situated. Still, just to be sure, I asked Leo, "Did I miss anything?"
"No. I just carried you off the bus. We arrived here less than seven minutes ago. But you were out cold. I suggest you get to bed earlier tonight." Leo tells you. His voice enchanted me as I listened.
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