You Are My Dream

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February 3rd, 2019, 10:32 a.m.

(Justin's POV)
"Baby." I whispered in Olivia's ear and shook her lightly, to wake her up.

She swatted her hand at me and groaned. "I'm sleeping, what do you want?"

"Sweetheart, don't you want to get up? It's Grammy day."

She groaned, turned over, and pulled the comforter over her head.

I laughed and climbed on top of her.

"Justin, get off." She grumbled.

"No way, you have to get up and get ready." I said and kissed her head.

"Cuddle with me for a minute and I'll get up." She whined.

"Sounds fair to me." I shrugged my shoulders and plopped down next to her.

I pulled her body close to mine. My right hand rested on her hip and I played with her hair, with my left hand.

After she looked at me for a few seconds, she closed her eyes and sighed.

We laid in silence for a while, and I kissed her lightly. "I love you so much."

She opened her eyes and smiled, her dimples were visible. "I love you."

I looked into her eyes, which were really green at the moment. "You're so perfect." I said and intertwined out fingers together.

"What if all of this was just a dream?" She asked and looked at my chest.

"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion.

"What if you're just a dream of mine, and all of this is just my imagination?"

"Baby if it is, I hope you never wake up." I smiled. "You can't dream what we have been through together, or how we feel about each other, or the love that I have for you. You wanna know how I know it's real?"

"How?"

"It's just, when I look at you, I-I can't ask for anything more. The feeling that I get is indescribable. If I could give you all of the love in the world, I would in a heartbeat because you deserve it. You mean everything to me and I can't say it enough. I love you so much, baby. All of this is real, and it's perfect."

"How did I get so lucky? I don't deserve you." She said with a huge smile on her face.

"Yes you do, Olivia. If anything, I don't deserve you. I love every single little thing about you, even the things you don't like about yourself. You're perfect in my eyes, and we are perfect for each other."

She sighed heavily. "I guess we have to get up? Huh?"

"Yes, baby." I giggled.

She buried her face in the crook of my neck. "But I want to lay here with you."

"We can do this anytime come on. This is a huge deal."

"But what if something goes wrong?" She said and lifted her head back up.

"Just don't worry, everything is going to go just fine. If anyone tries to say anything negative or bring up things that are sensitive to us, I will handle it."

"You're the best."

"I do it for you baby, I do it for you." I kissed her on the forehead.

We laid in bed for a little while, and I remembered we had to get up.

"Come on sleeping beauty, we gotta get up."

She stretched her arms and legs, and yawned. "Carry me please."