Holding On [Discontinued]

[6]

~The Next Day~

Victor's P.O.V

A loud knock came at the door of my room, "Mr. Nikiforov?" A voice said on the other side. I groaned loudly, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Nikiforov, we're serving breakfast downstairs if you want to eat sir." The voice replied back.

"Okay, thank you." I sat up in my bed and yawned. I stretched out my arms and look at the clock on the side table, it reads 8:04. I should probably get up now... but maybe just a few more minutes of sleep.

Yuri's P.O.V

I stand against the wall ready with a pitcher full of orange juice so I can refill customers' cups. I'm extremely tried from last night and I keep falling asleep while standing only to be awaken by someone who needs a refill. Maybe if I close my eyes for... just... one... little... second-

"Yuri!"

"Ah!" I jumped almost spilling the orange juice.

"Don't fall asleep!" Minako said. "I need you too wake Mr. Nikiforov."

I rubbed my eyes, "But I woke him up already."

"Well he's not down here. Go knock on his door again and if he doesn't get up," She hands me a room key, "wake him yourself. I would do it but they need me in the kitchen, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." I lied, "I'm just tried." Minako smiles and pats my shoulder, "Me too." She says and walks back into the kitchen.

Before I made my way upstairs I checked on Amaya and she is sitting in her normal spot. I walk over to her, "Are you okay sweetie?"

She looks up from her drawing and nods her head. "They're serving breakfast, do you want any?" I asked her. "No thank you." She replies and go back to drawing. I let her be and make my way to Mr. Nikiforov's room.

I arrived at his room and knock on his door, "Mr. Nikiforov." There was no reply, I knock and said his name again but all I heard was a snore.

"Guess I'll have to go in." I thought to myself, I grabbed the keys and unlocked the door. The sound of snoring was louder and glaced at the bed to see him spread across the bed with no shirt on, just underwear. I walk over and tap him gently on leg and said his name again, he shuffled in the bed but didn't wake up. Wow, this guy can sleep. I decided to instead of tapping him I shake his arm to wake him up, bad idea. He ends up grabbing my arm pulling me into bed with me and wraping his arms around me. OH MY GOD! WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!

A part of me feels wrong for beginning in bed with him but he makes me feel so warm and safe, something I haven't had with Hachrio in a very long time. "There is no way of getting out, he has a death grib on me." I felt my eyes starting to close. "Maybe this isn't so bad." I thought to myself then fell asleep.

I woke up again feeling a little better then before, then I relesed what happen and flipped out. I shot up from the bed and Mr. Nikiforov was walking out the bathroom, fully clothed. "Good morning sleepy head," he said, "was wondering when you where going to wake up."

I was just sleeping next to the living legend, my idol Victor Nikiforov and all I can say is, "How long was I asleep." I should slap myself.

"I got up around 8:45 and it's 9:00 so about and hour maybe."

I can fell my face heat up from embarrassment and how awkward this moment and this guy thinks it's the most normal thing in the world. "I so sorry for, you know... sleeping with you and everything."

"No, no it's fine really but we should probably get going before people start wondering where we've gone." He says and I nodded my head. We both went out the door and I just wanted to forget this ever happened. "You know I just want to say," Victor says while locking his room door, "I really liked having someone to sleep next to."

This guy serious right now did he just say that!? "Uh, your welcome I guess?" I then walked away quickly not wanting to stay any longer. I round a few corners until I ran into someone, "Hey watch it idiot." Clara said, "Where are you going in such a rush."

Know I'm being integrated by a eighteen year old, "Well I was, I was ugh-"

"Yuri!" Minako came up to me and grabbed my hand. "I've been looking for you! Come on there is a problem in the kitchen!" She then drags me away leaving Clara.

"Thank for helping me."

"You looked like you needed help," she said, "so where were you?"

I felt myself blushing from the memory of me and Victor, "Somewhere." I replied.

She looked at me weirdly but didn't question further, "Anyway, a family just came in."

"Really what family?"

"I think they're the Crispino family."

No P.O.V

Amaya kept drawing her picture while singing a song, "It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain, and your boat waits down by the quay," She sang has she colored in the sun, "The winds of night sdo softly are sighing,  soon they will fly your trouble to sea-"

"I like your song." Amaya looked up at a little boy standing over her. He had dark, red hair that reached down to his shoulders, voliet eyes, and his skin was light brown.

"What?"

"That song you were a singing," He repeated back, "I like the way you sing."

"Thank you." Amaya has never had a compliment from someone other then her mother before. The little boy then looked ar her drawing, "Can I join?"

Amaya nodded her head yes and the boy sat down next to her on the floor while she grabbed another piece of paper from her stack. "My name is Diego, I'm seven years old."

Amaya handed him his paper, "I'm Amaya and I'm five years old."

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