The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. Like yesterday, I looked around the room and saw her standing in front of the mirror brushing her hair. She was wearing only a T-shirt this time. She saw me looking at her in the mirror and smiled. "Good morning sleepy head" she said and then walked over to kiss me. "I've never had a better morning. Yesterday morning was close, but well.. I got some" I said with a big dumb grin and she laughed. "Yes you did" she said and laughed too. I hugged her then pulled her back on the bed with me. Then I tickled her and she laughed. "Okay, okay stop! Please! I gotta make breakfast" she yells between laughs and I stop. "You're making breakfast?" - "Well duh! We have to eat!" - "Well, my morning just got even better. I've gotta be the luckiest man alive right now! Can't wait!" I said and let her get up. "Fatty" she said and ran into the kitchen laughing. I chased her and caught up to her. I grabbed her waist from behind and wrapped my arms around her. "What did you call me?" I asked her as we both laughed. "Fatty! You're always hungry and ready to eat. But that's okay. Cause I love to cook." She said and looked back at me with a smile. "Well good, cause I love to eat" I said smiling back. We walked in the kitchen and she made breakfast. We ate then we got dressed and she followed me home in her car. So that way I could leave my car there at home and she could drive me to the airport. She helped me finish packing up the rest of my things and then drove me to the airport where I was supposed to meet Eric and Phil.
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What's Meant To Be
FanfictionNOTE: The Chapters on here are very short because this story was originally written for Instagram and I just transferred it over to Wattpad later.