➳ hyp·no·pho·bi·a
➳ hipnəˈfōbēə/
➳ noun
➳ an abnormal fear of falling asleep.
Liam's your average golden child. He gets good grades, is in a few sports, has a lot of friends, a few tattoos with deep meanings, lots of money, not to mentio...
I sat on my bed, watching the olive skinned boy in front of me sleeping.
I was barley breathing, afraid to wake him.
Finally deciding I should text the only other person I know knows for sure, I pulled out my phone, sending a quick text to Louis.
I sat on the edge of my bed, watching the boy in front of me intently as I ran my right hand through my hair.
My phone buzzed again.
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Great. So Louis couldn't come and I was stuck with a boy who has apparently gone crazy when he's fallen asleep in the past.
At least that's what Luke had told me.
And I mean I kinda assumed, he had every right since he was afraid of it. I'd freak out too.
I mean it's not like I couldn't take him.
I stiffened as I saw him toss and turn a bit.
Then an idea hit me. I know Louis told me to leave the room but I wasn't gonna leave him. I didn't want him to be alone.
Why did I have to like this boy? After all the shit he did to me.
Now I had to gather my pride and stay as calm as I could when he woke up.
I took off my shoes and my jacket, heading to the cupboard and grabbing a juice box, fruit punch flavored, his favorite, and headed back over to him.
As carefully as I could, I crawled into bed next to him, opening up my arms as I felt him shift closer to me.
His eyes opened ever so slightly, and I could tell he wasn't fully awake and his brain wasn't even registering what he was doing but as soon as he unconsciously recognized my face, his face was buried in my neck and he was cuddled up into my side.
Smiling to myself, I soon felt my eyes start to droop, and next thing I knew I was asleep.
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I woke up on my own, the sleeping boy still in my arms. I lifted my arm to wipe the sleep away from my eyes, and then dropped my hand to my pocket to grab my phone, wanting to check the time.
2:36 am
Great.
I went to put my phone back in my pocket, but felt the boy next to me start to stir and I took a deep breath, trying to brace myself for what was to come.
