38. Worried

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Heyyy!

Dear readers, I'm kinda BUSY with School so I hope you'll understand.

Don't worry because I won't abandon this story.

I will publish chapters later than expected because of my school works.

Don't forget to drink water and eat foods (limit junk foods, eat more healthy foods 😉).

I suggest you to play songs while reading so you can feel the story more..

You can play "Strangers" by Kenya Grace while reading this. Thank You! 🫶🏻

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Natasha's POV:

I then carefully place her on the bed and she moves a bit.

"Thank god you're okay." I tell her

"What happened? Where am I? Who are you?" She ask in a weak voice

"It's me Tasha, we're back in the hotel." I tell her

"Tasha?" She questions

"Yes it's me." I tell her

"I- you can have the bed- I'll take the couch-" I tell her but she grabs my wrist

"Stay..." She whispers

"What?" I ask her just in case I heard it wrong

"Stay... Please..." She tells me

"Okay. I'll stay." I tell her as I lay down beside her

She then moves closer to me, burying her head on my chest.

I should've changed before laying down...

She might feel uncomfortable.

She soon mumbles something but I didn't understand a thing she said.

Time skip... It's 7:00 am...

I soon wake up with a heavy weight on my chest... Not that heavy...

Only to find Y/N laying on my chest...

I then noticed my arms that are wrapped around her.

I then stroke her hair with my fingers... Hoping that she'll wake up.

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Y/N's POV:

I suddenly felt fingers stroking my hair, and it woke me up.

Great...I woke up with a throbbing headache.

Soon, I hear a slow muffled heartbeat...

What the-

Then I slowly opened my eyes (even though the view is a bit blurry), realizing that I'm sleeping on someone's chest.

No no no no no no no.

Well of course I jumped out of bed, causing me to fall on the floor.

"Shit." I curse

Who's the-

"Y/N!? Are you okay!?" A woman yells

I couldn't see her face clearly because my vision is a bit blurry.

My eyes soon adjusted to the bright light coming out of the window which is the sun I think...

Then a hand cups my face.

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