Consumed

Demons are in us all

The light glimmered through the French doors, into my face. I shuffled, I was laying on  something hard and when I looked down it came clear, I was laying on Chaz'es body. His head was tilt to the side, and his arm laid on my back as the other laid under his head. He looked beautiful, the light on his face made the stubble on his jaw stand out. His lips were slightly parted taking in little breaths. His long lashes casted long shadows on his cheeks. His long hair was a dark halo around his head.

Suddenly my cheeks heated, I hope I wasn't laying like this all night. Can he breath? Oh god. I quietly sat up, straddling him, his hand fell to the bed. I pulled my legs over him and stood up. I pulled his shirt down and walked to the kitchen.

I started cleaning up last nights mess, taking bits of the pumpkin seeds in my mouth as I went. Once it was was all done, I thought I would make breakfast. I decided to make muffins, I haven't made them in a while. I got out all the ingredients and started to bake, I played my music, dancing and singing to the words. I put the muffins in the oven, some were chocolate chip, my personal favorite. But then some where cinnamon, which I knew Chaz loved.

I decided while I was waiting for the muffins, I would make a even bigger breakfast! Like, why the fuck not, I'm having fun. I don't really know why my attitude is so great this morning, but I have an idea, and it consist a mop of black curls. I was happy. And it was so hard to believe. This is what being happy feels like, and it's my new favorite high. I smiled to myself wishing every morning. Could be like this. I pulled the muffins out, and put some different fruits into some bowls. I made some cappuccino's, since this fucker has a damn machine for it. Who has a cappuccino machine? I laughed to myself but took a sip of mine, and it was good. I made some eggs, and bacon.

Once I was completed with my masterpiece, I patters into the bedroom. I was so excited, just too wake him up. I jumped on the bed, and moved towards the Angel. I thought of how to wake him up. Since the smell of food and my heavy feet didn't, I got on top of him, he grunted, and my chest warmed. His forehead creased. I bent down with my hands on his chest, I kissed his nose, then his eyes, and all around his face. I went to his lips like he did to me yesterday and kissed him. When I pulled away his eyes were open and a goofy grin played on his lips.

"Good Morning sleepy head." I mumbled, enjoying every moment. He flashed his white flawless smile and chuckled.

"Good Morning beautiful," the simple words sent chills down my spine, but in some ways I was warm, my cheeks flushed.

He stretched, lifting his chest of the bed, which caused me to tumble off. He laughed and sat up taking a pillow. He jumped on top of me, slapping the pillow down on me. I grunted he laughed and threw the pillow onto the other side of the bed. He started tickling me instead.

"Would you quit!" I shouted with a grumpy pout, fighting back the laughter and smiles that wanted to force them self out. I think he noticed because he just went to my tummy, and ticketed.

My laugh burst trough me. And I squirmed in his grip. He laughed too, and it was a beautiful sound.

"Stop it! Stop! Chaz, stop!" I shouted trying to sound serious. He leaned down and kissed me. He was vanruble  now, so I slid from his grip and ran to the kitchen, he ran after me, I heard his footsteps behind me. I turned towards him, he grabbed me, and picked me up. I put my legs around his torso, clutching onto him, scared I weighed to much. He just put his head into my neck.

"Please never leave me." He mumbled, my heart stopped. Did I hear him correctly? Why would he say that? I wouldn't leave? I didn't want to ask him any questions, i was scared of throes words, but I loved them. I wanted him to repeat them again and again.I didn't want to leave him, he's my happiness, my heaven. And I sure am hell didn't want him to leave me.