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Still Sasha's POV... 8:29 A.M

I slowly opened my eyes to the sun blazing right in my face. I slowly sat up and that's also when a pounding headache struck my head. I groaned in the pain, "You ok?" I turned around to see my Irishman rubbing his eyes, slightly drowsy.

"No." I replied, vaguely. He opened his eyes and smiled, "Awww, does my baby have a bad hangover?" He asked, in a baby voice. A smile slowly grew on my face, "Yes."

"Come here." He gestured me to lay back down. I laid beside him and wrapped my arms around his. "See that's why you aren't suppose to drink to much, Sasha." He began reprimand me about drinking.

"You aren't my father, Finn." I rolled my eyes but giggled right after due to his shocked expression. "Is that a way to be speaking to your boyfriend?"

"Yeah." He looked at me, crazily. "Um...ok I guess." He shrugged as I laughed. I sat up a little and placed my hands on his chest. He just stared at me and I stood there just staring at him as well.

My eyes observed his eyes, then his beard, to his fluffy hair that I didn't even notice I was running my hand through, and then to his lips. Ugh, his lips are so tempting. Like really, really tempting.

I looked back at him and he was shaking his head, smiling. "You don't remember what I told you yesterday, do you?" He asked, grinning widely. I smiled as well, "I'm pretty sure you said plenty of things, Finn." My smile turning into a smirk.

"Don't be a smart ass, Sasha." He playfully laughed. "Because I could just tease you."

"Tease me? Do I look like a child?" I questioned, sitting up completely. He did the same and turned his body to me, "You sure act like one."

"Shut up. You're the one saying that you'll tease me."

"You think I won't?" He smirked, while raising his eyebrow. I rolled my eyes until I felt a kiss on my cheek. His warm lips pressed against my cheek made sparks fly and my stomach dropped to the floor.

He pulled away and licked his lips while staring at mine. "Hmm....that's too bad that you can't get my lips on yours." He laughed, obnoxiously as I sighed. "You're an asshole." I pushed him away and got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom and I finally noticed that the other guys weren't here.

"Hey, Finn?" I called out for him as I turned on the water in the sink. "Yeah, babe?" He replied, his voice getting louder.

At the side of my eye, I saw him enter the bathroom. "Um...where's Enzo-

"They went back to their hotels at around 6 o'clock in the morning." He cut me off, as I brushed my teeth. I wiped my mouth with the towel, "How do you know?"

"They woke me up," He shrugged, grabbing his toothbrush. "They didn't know where they were so I had to drive them to their hotels."

He started brushing his teeth and once he finished, he continued. "So yeah, I had to come back to you because I couldn't just you here."

I placed my hand on my chest, "I'm so flattered that you thought about me, Finn."

"Shut up and stop acting like that," He left the bathroom and jumped onto the bed. "You know that you are the only thing I think about."

I giggled, "Whatever you say."

"Don't play with me. You know that I think about you always. You know that I--" He stopped short which kinda worried me. I looked at him and he was scratching the back of his neck whilst looking at me. "What's wrong?" I questioned, confused.

"Um....is it ok-nevermind, nevermind, it's a stupid question."

"All your questions are stupid but I still answer them, so what happened?" He weakly chuckled but then turned serious. "I know we've been through a lot together and I know I say I love you a lot but I'm not too sure that you think I mean it."

"Are you saying that I don't believe you when you say you love me?"

He nodded his head slowly, "Well if I really, honestly thought that, then I wouldn't be with you." I sounded quite irritated as I rolled my eyes. I honestly was though.

"I'm sorry." He apologized lowly as I let out an unamused laugh, "Of course you are." I walked over to my bag and took out regular clothes, slightly angry and sad.

I know it sounds stupid to be mad at him about his but how can I not? I mean....how can he say that I don't truly believe him when he tells me that he loves me.

"Babe? Are you mad at me?" He asked, as I looked up at him. I faked smiled, "Nope, I'm good." I said, sarcastically.

"Please don't lie to me," He got up from the bed and walked over to me. "And please don't be mad at me."

I grabbed both my hand and I stared deeply into his eyes, "It was stupid for me to ask, but I didn't know if you did believe that because I've hurt you so much so therefore you wouldn't believe it when I say it."

I sighed, "Of course I believe it, Finn. You're my boy-

"I am?!" He asked in shock. Dammit, what I'm I saying? "Um...." I tried to laugh out of this current awkward situation.

"I think I should prove to you that I could be the best boyfriend in the world." He said, smiling. "So you aren't?" I questioned, a bit hurt.

"I would love too, sweetheart but I mean, I should prove to you that I love you as much as I say it and that you really mean something to me." He gladly smiled but I wasn't in the same mood he was.

I let out a depressed sigh, "Alright." I pulled away from his hands and began to get dress.

"Are you still mad?"

"No." I answered, simply. He knew I was lying but I guess he didn't want to continue with it. I finished getting dressed and without saying a word, I walked to the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked, causing me to turn around. Still upset, I gave him a smart answer, "Somewhere."

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Um....be more specific."

"Somewhere far from you." And with that I left the hotel room. I didn't know where I was going but I didn't want to be near him at the moment.....

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