Bellamy Jackson is a sweet girl known by many but only hangs out with 3 people she calls her best friends. Bellamy is a one of the top competitive dancers in her state. Dancing is one of the most important things in Bellamy's life. It helps her forg...
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I couldn't sleep.
I lay wide awake at 3am staring out the window and looking at the dark midnight sky.
Why am I still up knowing I got shit to do later?
Him. He's the reason why.
The boy who I used to hate the first couple of months of knowing him. The boy who swore to protect me and never let anything happen to me the night Nicole and I stupidly decide to stalk. The boy who is currently wrapped up in my sheets, holding me while he slept like a baby.
The boy who I am indescribably attracted to mentally and physically. I have no doubt that I'm falling for him more and more everyday.
Kayson Yu Hayes.
My mind races at the simple thought of him. My heart races whenever I think about the idea of us, the idea of confessing to him.
I tried so hard to not think about it, to ignore it. But I can't.
There is too much shit going on and I'm not sure if I should even be feeling like this right now.
But I know he feels the same way. He has to. I mean he asked me on a date, we've kissed...and the locker room.
I cover my face and suppressed a groan as I feel my cheeks flush.
I turn my body so I could try and fall asleep. Azura usually wakes up around 6, but hopefully she sleep in since she went to bed late.
I open my eyes and was met with Kayson's sleeping face.
He looks so cute.
His hair had fallen out of his small bun and over his eyes, making me move his hair out of his face so I could see him better. His pink plump lips were parted ever so slightly as he snored softly.
I lean towards him to place a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. My hand on is cheek, rubbing soothing circles.
Slowly, his eyes flutter open and I felt my heart drop to my ass. Oh shit I woke up the sleeping angel.
"Sorry," I mutter in a whisper, he blinks at me.
"Why are you awake?" His voice was low and raspy. He brought his hand up to rub his eyes.
I lower my hand from his face and shrugged.
"Couldn't sleep," My voice was quiet and soft, he grumbles a response before pulling me closer.
"What were you thinking about?" His eyes searched mine, the only light source in the room being the moonlight reflecting in the room.
"You." I blurt out, then immediately slap my hands over my mouth. Why the fuck did I say that out loud.
"Me?" He raised an amused brow, bringing his hands to my wrist and removing my hands from my mouth.
