Emily:
We finally landed after the long flight - and even though I slept through most of it I'm still extremely exhausted, luckily for me it's already ten pm so I can just go to sleep after I set my stuff down.
We just got to the hotel room. Jeffrey and I are in the room alone since his mom rented two seperate rooms.
After I seperate all my clothes in the drawers of the dresser that sits under the tiny flat screen, I flop onto the bed, closing my eyes with a big sigh, "Baby, come lay down."
"Em, I can't." He chuckles, "I'm still unpacking."
I groan and roll over to face him, propping my head up on my hand as my elbow rests on the sheets, "Uh! You're so slow."
"Uhuh, but not in bed though, right?" He laughs throwing his head back. I grab one of the pillows, throwing it at him, "You're lucky you're mom's not here."
Jeffrey zips his suitcase and sets it next to the dresser, "Emily."
"Yeah?"
"Move over!"
He speeds toward me quickly, "What?!" I roll over as my 'fight or flight' mode flips on and I end up falling on the floor almost hitting my head on the side table where the lamp is sitting.
I look up to ceiling from the floor and I see Jeffrey's head pop up over the side of the bed, "You okay?" He giggles - knowing the question was rhetorical, I don't answer. He sits up as I scooch to the side to make room for him, then joins me on the floor.
He grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. We lay there in silence for about a minute as Jeffrey fiddles with my fingers in his own.
"Hi." Jeffrey speaks up.
"Hi?" I respond, confused.
"Just checking to see if you still talk."
I giggle and lay over. I set my head next to his cheek as he continues to stare at the ceiling. I pull my right arm and right leg over his body, tucking my head into his neck.
Jeffrey turns his head so that his lips are right next to my ear - he breaths in deeply, pressing them to my cheek then pulling away, still an inch away from me. "I think I'm in love with you." He whispers.
I prop my head up next to his ear, "I know I'm in love with you." I can feel his fingers pulse in between mine making my heart flutter.
We end up falling asleep together on the floor next to the bed where we were supposed to be sleeping.
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The next day, I wake up with my face buried into Jeffrey's golden hair and my arms still draped over him. I lay there as my mind wanders for a few hours, waiting for Jeffrey to wake.
Soon I can feel Jeffrey's fingers move against mine, his eyes opening slowely. "Good morning." He says as his raspy voice slips out.
I smile, giggling softly at him. I untangle our fingers then sit up to lean over him, "What took you so long?"
He yawns, "You tire me out. You have so much energy. You're basically a five year old." He pauses and crinkles his nose. "Oh my god. I'm dating a five year old."
I stare at at him for a second then punch him in the chest lightly, "Jerk."
He laughs a little, pressing hand to his heart, "Ow." After, he let's out a long breath, "What time is it even?"
I grab my phone and check, "Like nine." - it was actually 9:07 but really, does it matter?
His eyes widen a bit, "That's what you call late?"
"Dude, I wake at like six every morning."
"Well I don't. On a good day, I like to sleep till ten."
He sits up on his elbows and runs his fingers through his hair, "We should get ready." - He stands up and lends a hand.
