Imagines H.G.

your little things

*Hayes POV*

I woke up next to y/n, the most beautiful girl in the entire world. As I admire her I just keep thinking 'how does she not see what's I see'. Just the way she sleeps, she looks like an angel.

The way she tucks her nose in her hoodie, or the way she shoves her face in my neck when she's having a bad dream. I put my hand in the little dip in her back that she hates but I love, and pull her closer to me looking at her long eyelashes as they flutter open. She looks up at me and smiles, her pink, plump lips spreading to show her teeth, and her nose crinkling showing her freckles.

"Good morning beautiful", I say, making her smile.

"Good morning", she blushes.

She tries to get up but I grip onto her tighter.

" Hayes, I have to pee", she laughs.

I immediately let go to let her go to the bathroom. I watch her as she walks to the bathroom, the way she walks as she tries to make herself look like she has a thigh gap. I respect her enough to not look at her butt so I skip to her torso the little dipoles in her back showing as she swings her arms and struts off.

"Why do I look like a troll that just crawled out from under a bridge when I wake up?", she laughs, walking out of the bathroom.

" Dont you dare say that, I think you look beautiful when you wake up", I object.

"Yeah right", I hear her mumble.

She grabs her phone off the nightstand and climbs back under the coffers with me.

" you are so beautiful",I whisper to myself. I watch her as she unlocks her phone and reads something off the screen. Her eyes focused and she concentrates, then frowns.

"My mom said I have to go home", she says after shutting off her phone, and getting out of bed.

She make her way over to her duffel bag she brought and pulls out an outfit. She strips off her pj short and slides her long, tan legs into the leg holes. I watch carefully as she tries to squeeze into her jeans.

As she pulls her shirt over her tank top, covering her scars, (you can imagine something else if you don't have self harm scars) I just keep falling in love with every second going by.

She packs the rest of her clothes into her bag, puts her hair into a bun on the top off her head and grabs her phone.

" I love you, and I'll text you later", she says, walking over to the bed giving me a short but sweet kiss.

"I love you more", I reply.

She grabs her bag and I watch her walk out the door saying bye. I just sit there thinking...

" God I'm so freaking lucky".

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-Queen B