II

916 49 7
                                    

^ Play it for the storyline, or you won't get the feels (; ^

I regained consciousness.

I opened my eyes. My eyes squinting trying to adjust to the darkness that surrounded me.

I looked around and started panicking.

I saw a digital clock emitting a neon blue light.

4:54

I lay back down trying to remember what happened. It hurt my head trying.

"Amaryllis?"

I laid completely still staring at the ceiling ignoring Grayson and tears slipping down my left eye.

"Please don't cry." he said tiredly.

"Grayson...stop making me your priority. Stop making me feel like I could be something, when I'm nothing. I don't know how to feel anymore. I'm confused and wanna take the pain away. I...I can't carry on like this anymore. My thread is breaking-"

"Shhhh..." he said putting a finger to my lips.

"If your thread breaks so will mine, now go to sleep." he said softly before dozing off.

His fluffy cowlick now patted down and his lips partially open.

I crawled up into his chest and listened to the falling rain. 

I couldn't fall asleep the rest of the night. 

I listened to his soft breaths and the way his chest heaved up and down.

A notification popped up on his phone and I crawled over to his chest to check.

Mom: Ok, i love you honey see you tomorrow

I opened his phone and saw his texts telling his mom he was staying over at my house.

A reminder notification popped up.

"Make sure she's okay"

My heart dropped.

It's 5 am and he knows my tendencies.

I turned off his phone and crawled back up under him, continuing to listen to the light rain on the window pane.

I put my face in his chest and could hear his even heart beat.

His arms wrapped around me tighter.

I felt something for once.

happiness.

It's gonna go away soon anyway.

I'll take advantage of it right here, right now.

"Hey Amaryllis, just know that if you ever left me, I wouldn't be able to live with myself." He said below a whisper.

And with that, the night ended with one thought on my mind.





I think I love him...


Oranges in the Winter; G.D.Where stories live. Discover now