Unknown number // h.h.

Twenty six

he traced her side as she slept facing the wall. He thought she was beautiful like this. He didnt just think she was beautiful because she as naked but found her mind beautiful. He found her captivating and wonderful. He saw her like a goddess: strong, intelligent, wise, fearless, assertive, and beautiful. 

He pulled her closer to him, hoping not to wake her up. 

But  Alice wasnt asleep. Alices eyes where closed and she was smiling as she felt his gentle touch, breathed in the soft smell of cigarettes looming inthe air from him.  She took notice to how soft and delicate his touch was, like she was made of the most fragile glass and he didnt want to break her. 

In her head she replayed all the things that happened that night. She smiled even more when she went through the events and remembered how she felt in those moments, and what he would do to make her feel that way. 

A shiver went through her spine. 

She shifted her body and rolled over to face Heath, her eyes still closed. 

"Hey, Heath?"

"Hmm" he hummed in responce still looking at her like she was the best thing he had ever seen. 

"I love you too." She said finially. She was thinking about that night that they got high and he confesed how he felt to her and she was smiling again. 

"Oh, thank god." He said as he leaned down and gave her a sweet kiss. 

He pulled her close again and she felt herself become very tired.

A/N                                                     Almost done 

I feel like any other writer on here im so glad this book is almost over, its really bad.