Jon Cozart's POV
Just as I finished uploading the video to my drive, I hear a familiar buzzing noise. I glance at the clock.
Is it that time already?
My heart starts to race, and the butterflies in my stomach start to soar. I practically jump from my seat, and abandon my computer. I sprint down the hallway, and stop at the little panel by the front door. Sliding the knob I say, "Hello?"
"Jon?"
My breath catches. It's him.
"Yeah?" I answer my voice an octave higher.
"It's Thomas."
I smile and answer slyly, "Is it now?"
"Yeah," he said positively, "could you let me in?"
I could feel a devilish grin over take my pleasant smile.
"I could..."
"Please!" I could almost imagine him batting his eyelashes at me.
"Fine!" I could hear him breath a sigh of relief, "Only if you can guess the password."
"Please?"
"Nope!"
"Pretty please?"
"Nope!"
"Ummm, can I have a hint?"
I think, not really having a password in mind. I wanted to make it random.
"It starts with the word 'eye.'" I knew this would really confuse him.
There is a long pause, and I could hear him muttering hmm every few seconds. Then, suddenly, he answered confidently, "I love you."
Everything inside me stops. My jaw slowly falls open and my ears start to ring.
D-did he just say what I think he said?
"Umm," I say trying to recover, "That'll do!"
I buzz him in and scramble to get the pizza out of the oven.
I love you too.
(This is a triple update today so read on!:))
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Your Voice Is My Alarm Clock (A Jon Cozart And Thomas Sanders Fanfic)
Fanfic:::"No Thomas! I'm done following you around like a lost puppy!" "Jon, you never-" "I'm done Tommy," his voice goes from angry to heartbroken, "I'm just done." "Jon? What are you..." "I said I'm done Thomas and I meant it." I hear him pick s...
