Chapter 41

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{Later that Night}
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Martinas Pov
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It is already dark outside. I stare out of the window while i lay in bed. Jorge is sleeping on the counch. I can't sleep. Because someone inside of me wants me to stay up*

Martina:Jorge?

*i turn around and see Jorge on the counch*

Martina:Jorge? Are you awake?

Jorge:No I'm not

*he opened his eyes. And stares at me*

Martina:Sorry..i woke you up

Jorge:It is okay

Martina:I can't sleep

Jorge:Just close your eyes and think about nice things

Martina:Easier to say than to do

Jorge:For example. Think about your favourite movie, or colour

Martina:Or band?

Jorge:Yes

Martina:Queen

Jorge:Oh really?

Martina:Yes. You know. "Is this the real life?"

Jorge:"Is this just fantisy?"

Martina:Nahhh, You know them?

Jorge:Yes ofcource I do. I admire them

Martina:Ah, favourite song?

Jorge:Don't stop me now ofcource

Martina:Why haven't you ever told me that you know them too??

Jorge:Because I didn't knew that you know them

Martina:Nah, we are made for eachother!

*i laugh, But it seems like he doesn't*

Martina:Oh. I eh don't mean it on that way

Jorge:It is okay

Martina:You're sure about it that you sleep over there? There is still some space for you?

Jorge:I eh-

Martina:And don't you dare to say no Jorge Blanco

Jorge:Okay Okay, I'm comming

*he stood up. His hair is just one big mess. I turn my body again to the other side to stare outside. I feel his body near by mine. His warmth comforts me. I feel his breath touching my skin. And his finger tops sliding from my middle to my stromach*

Jorge:It 's in there

Martina:It is

Jorge:Good night Martina Stoessel

Martina:"Good Night"

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