When it came to finals Y/N was always studying, any chance she took. Anytime she had free time from her tight schedule, all she would do was study much to Brett's dismay.
Yes, Brett did study but nowhere near as much as Y/N. He decided that putting too much pressure on yourself to do good would affect how well he did in the exam.
Whenever Brett was around Y/N, he would do anything to get her to stop studying and pay attention to him. Almost every time, she would give in.
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I was sitting on the floor surrounded by books trying to study for my huge Biology exam. Brett was sitting across from me studying for History.
Highlighting and taking down notes had become my afternoon ritual as I crammed in the last minute study before Friday's exam.
"Babe, I'm bored," Brett sighed breaking the silence.
"And what do you want me to do about it?" I asked, not looking up from the paper.
"Cuddle with me," he pouted holding his arms out.
"I can't babe, you know that," I sighed looking up at him.
"We have been studying for three hours, I think its time for a break," Brett smiled.
"But Brett-"
"No buts, we are having a break,"' he replied before standing up, scooping me into his arms and laying down on my bed, "much better."
"You do realise that we won't get anymore study now," I said looking up at the boy.
"That was the plan,"
"But I-" I tried getting up, only to be pulled back down by Brett's muscular arms.
"No. Stay," Brett whined, closing his eyes, "sleep."
"Fine," I sighed giving in, laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes for some much needed rest.
