A/N: Hey guys!
Okay, I just wanted to ask you guys if you could take a sec to check out my sister's book, her name is @rosyllee, its called 'before him' I'm sure y'all will love it cause its different, trust me. It'd mean a lot to me if you could do that, if you can't find it, just check my reading list. Thanks guys😘
When I wake up, the first thing that registers is the warm arm around me. I turn to face Alex, I smile at the position we are in, my head is on his chest and his arm is around me, holding me close.
I smile as his scent engulfs me, he smells amazing.
I frown, when I notice that he's shirtless, I distinctly remember him wearing a sweatshirt last night. I gently untangle myself from him and sit up. I look down at my body. Oh.
I smile when I see that I'm wearing his sweatshirt. We definitely didn't do anything, so I'm guessing he put it on me cause I was cold.
Aww, he's so sweet.
I turn to face him again, studying his unbelievably handsome face. My stomach flips when I remember last night, he was so sweet and caring, and he helped me forget, he was there for me when I needed him.
And for the first time, I didn't have any nightmares.
What is this amazing boy doing to me?
I gently climb out of the bed and take of his sweatshirt, as much as I'd love to keep it with me, smelling his amazing smell forever.
Okay, that was weird, even for me.
I place the sweatshirt beside him, trying not to ogle his amazing chest and drool worthy abs. I crouch by his head, the peaceful look on his face making me smile.
I brush a lock of hair away from his forehead and place a small kiss there, "thank you," I whisper, "I don't know what I'd have done if you weren't there"
.
After a quick shower and a change of clothes, a pair of shorts and a grey sweater that hangs of one shoulder, I head downstairs to make breakfast.
I make pancakes for me and Alex. I eat mine alone, waiting for him to wake up and come downstairs.
Halfway through my food, I hear footsteps, I turn towards the stairs and a small smile spreads on my lips as I see Alex coming down the stairs, his dark hair still damp from his shower.
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MAX [ON HOLD]
Teen FictionMy name is Max, i was born in chicago where my parents abandoned me, i was raised by my grandmother. I love pancackes, junkfood, soccer and novels i hate chemistry, jennifer and my birthday. I am the most regular girl in the world and now you are te...
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