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(Dylan's P.O.V)

As Micah slept in my lap, my hand rested on his cheek. "Your so beautiful." I whispered to myself. I watched in silence as he slept so quietly, so peacefully. My hand hovered over his skin, as I examined it's beautiful body. His black hair flowed in his eyes, his gorgeous water blue eyes made me melt when he looked at me, and his lips, his soft, so tender lips. Everything about him was perfect. I glanced over at the clock, which read: 7:42 AM. I didn't want to wake him up, but we had school and we already skipped once this week, the teachers were starting to catch on. I gently shook his shoulder, and whispered. "Micah, it's time to get up we have to get ready." He responded with a tired groan as his eyes fluttered open.

"Hey." He said in a tired, scratchy voice which made my breath get caught in my windpipe.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty."

He giggled and sat up. "What time is it?"

"7:48 AM."

He got up off of the couch and stretched like a cat. God the way he moved was like watching belly dancers on ice. He helped me up and pulled me into him. He gave me a kiss, and held me close. I almost melted like butter.

"I love you, Dylan." He said while placing little butterfly kisses along my jaw-line.

"I love you too, Micah." I squeaked as he placed more kisses and hit my sweet spot, I bet I looked like a tomato.

We walked up to my bedroom and Micah took a shower first, I sat on the bed waiting for him to finish when I heard his phone go off. 'Read it, Read it, c'mon he won't know' I thought to myself, so I slowly slid over and picked up his phone and read the message at the top of the screen which stated:

Zak. Received at: 8:13 AM
Yo, Micah. Leave your bae at home and skip school with me and Jake. We are...uh gonna go hunting, c'mon you have to be tired of fighting them cravings.

Micah. Replied at: 8:16
I want to guys but, Dylan wants to spend time together today.

Zak. Replied at: 8:19
Man, maybe next time. But you need to eat or that precious little Dylan of yours is gonna be your dinner.

Dylan sat on the bed looking into space. 'Micah's a vampire.....no way....he would have told me.... wouldn't he?' He thought to him self. He heard the faucet go off, so he erased the messages and put Micah's phone back where it was before he came out.

(A/N Sorry for such a short chapter guys, but I hope you like it. Um yeah I dunno when I'm gonna update but enjoy)

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