I wake up, not wanting to open my eyes in fear of what I see. I hade a dreamless slumber, which was a relief, remembering the previous dream. I feel... different. Oh yeah, I'm small. Why do I keep forgetting? I feel something around my waist. My eyes creak open as I see a sight i ha e been longing for almost a year. Lockwood is next to me, with no space between us, his arm around my waist. He has his handsome face in the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent. I want to get up, but I do t want to wake him up. I hear a bunch of clicking noises. George is in the doorway, taking pictures. I scowl at him, gently gesturing to Lockwood, mouthing 'help me'. He nods and comes to whisper in my ear.
"Pretend to still be asleep. I have an idea!" He says softly, trying not to wake the sleeping beauty. Or would it be sleeping handsome? Whatever, I think as I close my eyes and ease my breathing.
"Lockwood! Lockwood, wake up. Be careful, though. You might wake Lucy." At my name Lockwood perks up softly, gets up and kisses my forehead. I blush. Good job Lucy, I think sarcastically, as Lockwood chuckles.
"Shut up!" I yell at him, laughing.
"I didn't say anything!" He says back, doubling over in laughter.
"I SHIP IT!!!!! OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP!!!" George shrieked from his Kitchen.
"George! We are NOT dating!" I yell back. Lockwood pouts.
"Why not?"
"I don't know!" I walk over to the stairs. I look up into the continuous set of stairs.
"Lucy," Lockwood said as he put a hand on my slender shoulder, "I-I like you. A lot." I hear a blast and turn around.
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Lockwood loves expresso
Hayran KurguThis is a series of cute little things I think of. It is based of the book Lockwood & Co (which I haven't finished the series yet). I hope you enjoy. I've got ideas from other wattpad users. ON HOLD !!!!!!!!!
