"Hey darlin'," a deep voice says shaking me softly awake. I look up through squinty sleep filled eyes to see a handsome man with brown shaggy hair and bright blue eyes. His tall frame was bent while his sharp face wore a half smile and his eyes sparkle in amusement.
"Mornin'," I gruffly say while stretching. He laughs lightly.
"You should know its 4 in the afternoon."
"What?!" I jump up and immediately grab my head which is dizzy. "Ugh I have to get ready for work!"
"Why don't you call in sick and stay home with me? I'm off today and I miss you," he looks at me with the puppy dog eyes and it doesn't take much for me to agree. I pick up the phone and call my boss to tell him I'm sick (I of course sound sick 😉). As soon as I hang up hands wrap around my waist and hot breath tickles my neck. He kisses my neck and I turn around. "So what do you wanna do?"
"Movie marathon?" he smiles big.
"Duh!" I run past him to the television. "First one there gets to pick!"
"Not if I tickle you!" he grins, running right behind me, what can I say I'm not athletic. My eyes widen and I run faster.
"No fair!!!" I yell looking behind me, which made me slow down and him fall on top of me. With all of his weight, he's actually skinny but he has a ton of muscles and muscle weighs more than fat. "Mmph!" He swiftly rolls over and pulls me on top of him.
"Oh I'm so sorry baby!" his blue eyes are wide with worry. I lay my head on his chest.
"It's okay. I'm fine," I reassure him. He squeezes me tightly and sits up, rocking me. He rubs my back and kisses my forehead.
"I love you." he whispers against my forehead. I smile.
"I love you too." I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
I jump awake my eyes wide, looking around the dark room. I stumble to the curtains and open them. Light streams through and I cover my eyes with my arm. I look at the clock, it says 4:02 p.m.
"Oh crap I have work in 28 minutes!" I say to the nothingness of my home. Then I remember my dream. It was only a dream. Sadness overwhelms me. Why am I a 16 year old girl living on her own with no semblance of a love life? I know I'm not that pretty. Yes, I'm skinny with medium length brown hair. But I'm not what guys want. I don't know what guys want but obviously it's not me. Nobody wants me. Alone. That's all I'll ever be. I'll just call in sick.
