Finney:
Robin's mom never connected the dots that me and Robin were dating. I mean, we had sleepovers weekly, always hung out, and were always close in proximity.
But, that didn't matter. All that mattered was the boy I love, sleeping right next to me. His silky black hair flopped into his beautiful, tan face. I wanted nothing more than to be with him forever. I couldn't, and still can't, imagine life without him.
I had to use the bathroom, so I carefully got up, trying not to wake him. I slowly crept to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, when I was done using the bathroom, I head back to Robin's room.
He sat up in bed, staring at the wall. "Robin?" I said, "why are you up?"
"You were gone for too long, and the bed is cold without you," he whined, flopping back onto the bed. I chuckled, and moved to sit next to him. "You're such a big baby," I quietly laughed.
"Shush," he whispered, and leaned his head on my shoulder. The next thing I knew, he was fully on top of me, pinning me on the bed. His head was pressed up against my chest, giving me butterflies. "You have no idea what you do to me...," I whispered, hoping he can't hear.
Whether he heard it or not, he didn't move. I gently ran my hands through his hair, trying to lull him to sleep.
I could feel his heartbeat, as I'm sure he heard mine.
God, this was the calmest I had been in a while.
Sorry this sucked and sorry it's been so long 😭😭😭
