The Boy With The Football

Mornings

Jo's pov

"Wakey wakey, time for school." Simon's tired words were whispered into my ear, then he planted a kiss on my cheek. I yawned and buried my head into his chest. His body heat made me want to stay in bed.
"Come on." He said rolling me over so I was on top of him and sat up.
"Urgh Simon." I was so sleepy. I gave him a little kiss. "How did you manage to wake up?"
He chuckled. "I don't know to be honest. Come on, get up."
I stood up, and looked in the mirror. My hair was a mess. Simon came up and hugged me from behind, then rested his chin on my shoulder. "You're so warm." He said, still sounding really tired.
"You too," I said, turning around to kiss him.
Simon went to put a top on and I went across the landing to my room and got dressed and ready for school.
I grabbed one of my sidemen hoodies, went downstairs and stuffed it in my backpack.
Simon was eating, and had already poured me a bowl of cereal.
"Thanks," I said, and sat down next to him. "You know, I can get the bus to school, you don't have to wake up so early." I said, looking up at him.
"It's alright. I want to see you before you leave." He smiled.

The car journey was shorter than yesterday, and all I wanted to do was spend a few more moments with Simon. I'd miss him so much at school.
"Ethan said his sister's going to your school, she moved over to live with him last week." Simon said.
I smiled. "I'll try and find her and say hi, I expect Ethan told her I was there."
We got to school and Simon kissed me goodbye.
"I'll be here to pick you up, ok?" He said.
"Ok."
"Love you."
"Love you too."