Eunoia (Greek):
A pure and well-balanced mind, a good spirit. Beautiful thinking.
Harmony Ivy Reed - a nineteen year old girl in her second year of college, tackling college life by storm as she strives to stay on top at one of the most prestigious...
"I was uncertain about the future, but not about him."
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My eyes opened to an adorable sight that made me sigh in absolute content.
Bastian's head laid on my chest, his eyes closed and eyelashes fluttering in the slightest.
His arms were wrapped around me, his body between my legs and half on top of me as he slept like a child holding onto his favourite teddy bear.
Raising my hand, I ran my fingers through his soft hair, hearing his small groan as he stirred, making me stop immediately.
"Keep going." He mumbled sleepily when I smiled and continued stroking his hair gently while he slept like a baby and I found myself dozing off a while later as well.
I must have slept for an hour more when I was startled awake by my phone ringing.
It kept buzzing but I made no move to pick it up and eventually it stopped on its own but by that time Bastian was already waking up.
"Hi." I whispered when his tired eyes met mine and his lips pulled into a lazy smile as he pecked my chest.
"Kitten." He acknowledged me, snuggling further into me when I squealed because I was really ticklish and he lifted his head up slightly to look at me with a knowing look.
I framed his face in my hands and watched him silently with a soft smile when he frowned.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked when my smile widened and I shrugged.
"You're beautiful." I told him and saw his grin as he reached up to kiss my lips before pulling away in the slightest.
"You're more beautiful." He murmured before pecking my lips a few more times, he laid back on my chest, my hands still in his hair as we stayed quiet for a while.
"You didn't come see me today," He mumbled a while later, "I missed you."
"I'm sorry." I whispered when he looked up at me with a frown.
"Why did you tell them Sawyer was your boyfriend? And you were upset the in class too." He mentioned when I glanced away and sighed heavily but he made me look at him.
The thought that he knew something was off with me even n class made my heart melt because he paid attention to every single detail about me, whether I noticed or not.
"I—" I paused, shaking my head, "I'm scared, Bastian."
"Why are you scared when I'm with you?" He cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking my skin as I nibbled on my lip in nervousness.
"What if someone finds out about us, Bastian? What then?" I whispered and he froze, looking at me guarded.
"No one will find out, not unless we don't tell anyone." He told me and I nodded slowly, but he knew I wasn't convinced.
