Timeless

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Guys I'm so sorry about the delay on this chapter. My phone died and with it - because I messed up - the last chapters of this story. And frustration isn't a great inspiration to write so it took me a while to recreate what I had. But now I'm back with this story and I won't keep you waiting longer. So I hope you enjoy this chapter because it's where it gets good ;) Thanks for all your support! ♡

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"This is a special occasion?"

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'm talking to you. That's very special."

"How sweet of you..."

"I know," I told him, smiling widely. "You know... I love talking to you, but I am getting a little sleepy, so I'm gonna get ready for bed. But we can still keep talking, until we fall asleep."

"So we're definitely doing that?" He asked.

"Mhm, if you still want to? I love that idea to be honest. Sleeping next to you like that.." I smiled a little, getting up and going into the bathroom with my phone.

"Do you have a double bed?"

"A double bed?" I asked curiously. "No... why do you ask?"

"Well..." He chuckled a little. "If I were there, we'd have to cuddle on a single bed.."

I laughed and shook my head. "Unbelievable. Fair enough. Do you have a double bed?" This was such a random thing to ask, but why not? We'd already discussed so many random things, so why not that?

I could hear him chuckle again. "I have a double bed. I'd gladly share that, but most of the time I'm sprawled out on it looking very unelegant probably."

Somehow that image made me smile. "Maybe you look unelegant, but I'm pretty sure that exactly that is adorable."

"Adorable?" He asked, chuckling softly. "Interesting. You know, if I share my bed with someone, I don't take up the entire space."

"Mhm, good to know," I told him, smiling to myself.

"It's true," he insisted.

"I believe you," I assured him, only smiling a little. "Don't worry, I believe you. Anyway. Are you getting ready for bed?"

"Yes, I am.. I like doing this with company though, it's much more entertaining than doing this alone."

I nodded, brushing through my hair. "It definitely is. You know, we should do this every night if we can. I'd love to actually talk to you for a bit each day. Are you up for that?"

"I love that idea," he told me. "Very much. We have a deal."

"Very good." I smiled widely to myself before I continued to get ready for bed. The entire time Brian and I kept talking to each other about the most random things, whatever came to our minds. When I went to lie down in bed, it was a little strange because I was alone, but at the same time I wasn't alone. It was a lot better than my usual nightly routine. We kept talking for a long time, it was way past midnight when our conversation slowed down, our replies got shorter and the silences in between got longer and longer.

"Well," Brian eventually said quietly. "I think I'm about to fall asleep.."

"Mhm," I mumbled in agreement, not feeling entirely capable of producing a proper answer.

"I just wanted to say again how happy I am that we're doing this.." His voice was quiet and sleepy, and he sounded adorable.

"Me too, I really am..." My eyes were closed but I was smiling widely.

"Goodnight, Mira... sleep well. I'll talk to you in the morning."

He was the most adorable person out there. "Goodnight, Brian.. you too, sleep well, and I can't wait to talk to you in the morning.."

Sleep didn't come easy that night. I didn't know what it was, if it was because I wanted to enjoy being on the phone with Brian as much as possible. In any case I kept rolling around in my bed. Occasionally I asked Brian if he was still there, which he always confirmed. Even though we'd wished each other a good night already, that was such a relief.

If I did fall asleep it was only for short periods, and it wasn't calm sleep at all. Most of the night wasn't very pleasant. However, if you've ever been in that situation, you know that sleep does get you eventually, and that was also the case with me. I was fast asleep but it was far from how you'd imagine a peaceful night.

When I woke up the following morning, it felt like I was hungover without actually being hungover if that made any sense. My head was hurting quite a lot and when I finally got my eyes to somewhat cooperate I could only take split seconds of light. "Oh god," I muttered, immediately closing my eyes again.

I had not expected this. Sure, I'd had a couple of drinks, but that did not correspond to how I was feeling. How did that make sense? Did someone spike my drink last night? But that didn't make sense either, I should have felt the effects of that much earlier. So what the hell had happened? The last thing I remembered was being on the phone with Brian. Something that brought a smile to my face no matter how crappy I might feel.

Talking of that, I should probably find my phone and end that call, if my phone hadn't died during the night. Maybe if I got my brain to wake up and work I could try to figure out why I was feeling so shitty.

However, that was all forgotten about when I finally opened my eyes and was met with the view I had. "What the fuck?" I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "Where the hell am I?!" I asked myself quietly, trying to comprehend what was happening. It felt like my conscience was missing at least an entire day because nothing was adding up. What the hell had happened the night before?