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"Boy find yo life please." I rolled my eyes as he stared at me.

He knows I hate that shit. He laughed at me.

"You can be real annoying sometimes." I shook my head.

"You can be such a crybaby sometimes." He mocked.

"Chris." I straight faced him.

"What?" He questioned smiling.

He can be so frigging adorable sometimes. I smiled back running my fingers through his soft curls. He closed his eyes laying his head on my stomach. We're still in Virginia, but we're at Chris mom's house we staying for a couple more days. Chris opened his eyes again looking at me.

"You ugly." He said with a stank face.

"Boy." I responded rolling my eyes.

He laughed. "I'm just playing my baby cute."

I blushed at his response mushing his face down.

"If you want me to eat I will." He said licking my stomach.

I shivered at his touch. He always playing.

"Chris." I whined.

"I'm serious Haz." He said looking up at me.

I shook my head. I looked around the room enjoying how Chris use to live.

"You were so average," I smiled. "But I like it." I shrugged.

He shook his head. "I'm not average, know that."

"Now your not, I think something happened." I laughed.

He pinched me. "Chris!" I yelled smacking his hand away.

"Don't do me." He glared.

"I don't want to." I laughed.

He pinched me again. "You gon keep playing."

I rubbed my side. Straight do too much.

"Mad ass." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Mhm." He mumbled.

"The big baby mad." I cooed.

"Hazel shut up."

"Such harsh words." I faked cried.

He shook his head.

"You want a kiss mad baby?" I said puckering my lips.

He smirked rising up. He hovered above me and then licked my lips.

"Chris you play too much."

He kissed my lips softly laying next to me. I laid on his chest.

"You miss being here?" I asked.

"A little." He shrugged.

I outlined his tattoos with my finger. He grabbed my hand kissing my fingers.

"That tickles." He responded laying my hand back down.

I smiled. It's probably like 7 in the morning and we up just doing us.

I looked at the window as the curtains were pulled back making the sun shine on us, I looked at sky loving the feeling. I started humming an old song called I'm Yours by Jason Mraz.

"Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
And now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my best-est
nothings going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some, I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours." Chris began singing.

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