I wake up to my usual 6:30 a.m alarm clock, Monday.
I slowly and sadly get up from my warm, cozy bed and walk to my bathroom, it's colder than usual but I ignore it.
After washing my face, and brushing my teeth, I put my hair up in a bun, too lazy to curl it.
'What to wear, what to wear?' I think to myself.
I grab a darker shade of grey cardigan, it's thick, warm and soft. I pull it over my white tank top, and get my black leggings, and my brown moccasins, I wear them everywhere.
My mom made pancakes before work, and put strawberries and whipped cream on them, she knows it's my favourite.
It's 7:20 by the time I'm done everything, then my phone buzzes.
*schools cancelled* my message reads, I have to check if it's from Liam or my mom, it's mom.
*alright, can Liam come over?*
*yes, but that's it, I have to stay here later so I'll be home around 9-ish*
*okay, love you*
She didn't respond because she's probably driving.
I text Liam and tell him that schools cancelled due to the amount of snow that fell overnight, he only lives a few doors down so he'll be here shortly.
8:00 a.m.
I could be back in bed right now. But spending a day at home with my boyfriend would be better.
Liam arrives faster than I expected, thank god though!
"Hi!" I smile
"hey!" He opens his arms and I jump into them, literally. He's cold. His hands are cold on my back, his cheeks and nose are cold against my neck and face.
"Do you want some coffee or something? Your freezing! I can hang your stuff up and put your hat and boots on the heaters" I say, a little too fast.
"Sure, but a hot chocolate please" he smiles, "and I can hang my coat up" he points to the closet filled with mine, my sisters, and my moms shoes, coats, and accessories.
after getting his coat, boots and hat out of the way, we walk down the hall towards the living room, and I turn the fireplace on underneath of the tv.
"You can sit down" I laugh
He looks back and chuckles, sitting on the couch, "wanna see what's on?"
I nod and he turns the tv on, and I run into the kitchen to prepare two hot chocolates.
"Do you want regular, or white?" I half yell from across the main floor.
"Regular please!" He replies.
I walk into the living room with mine and his hot chocolate, pass his mug to him, and sit next to him, but he opens one of his arms and I scoot closer, feeling his arm wrap around me.
Since the mug's outside is too hot, I cover my hands with my sleeve and carefully bring the mug up to my mouth, I can feel him staring at me.
(HIS P.O.V)
I can't help but stare at her as she brings the cup to her lips, she looks like one of those girls that you see on that one site..what is it? Rumble? No, Tumblr. Perfect.
Her grey cardigan brings out her grey coloured eyes, and I love how she wears her moccasins even on their white couch.
She looks over at me and I snap my head away from her direction to face the television, "why were you staring at me?" She giggles
"Because..uh.."
Why can't I talk properly?
I groan and she giggles again.
"Well, this is a perfect way to spend the first day of winter" she smiles, sipping her hot drink again.
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