Maybe Tomorrow (completed)

Chapter seven

TrisPOV

I feel a warm hand rub my back.
My eyes flutter open.

"Morning." Says Tobias.
I close back my eyes and smile.
The memories of last night flood my mind.

The good ones.
Then the bad ones.
I shiver.

I open my eyes again, and I see him smiling down at me.

He sits on the edge of the bed.
I sit up.

"How did you sleep?" He asks me.
I rub my eyes, trying to rub away the tiredness.

"Good, actually." I say.
"Good." He says with a nod.

"I have some breakfast ready for you downstairs. You should get dressed. I'll be down there waiting for you." He says.

He still doesn't have his shirt on.
I blush.

"Enjoying the view?" He says, flexing his muscles.

"N-no. Now get out!" I say, pushing him away from me.
He laughs.

"Okayyyy." He says.
I shut the door behind him.
I hear him laughing.

I roll my eyes, but I can't keep the big grin forming on my face.

I walk over to my closet, and grab one of the outfits the girls bought me.

The black crop top with holes in it, and the ripped jean shorts with lace, a long with the flannel.

I slip it on along with my nike bra and underwear.

I look in the mirror.
Not bad.
Those workouts with the gang has actually blessed me with abs.
But no, the squats aren't helping my ass at all.

I roll my eyes.
I put on my converse shoes, and I brush my hair out.

I look back at the mirror.
I look so tired.
My face is tear streaked still, cheeks all red, eyes blotchy, bags under my eyes.

Today, is the day I have to actually try with my makeup.

I put on foundation and concealer.
I do my eyeshadow, the smokey eye look, because I don't know any other way to do it.
I put on a little blush and mascara.
I put some eyeliner along my waterline,  along with it normally on my eyelids, with a small wink at the corner.

It really sucks that I don't have good eyeliner, but oh well.

Lastly, I put some dark pink lipstick on.

I put my hair in a sloppy bun, then grab those goldish glasses that everyone is wearing now.

They are the big version of Harry Potter glasses but way cuter if course.

Before I leave I add some highlighting to my cheeks, which helps with me looking tired.

I walk downstairs, and the smell of bacon fills the room.

My stomach grumbles.

"Ah you finally made it." Says Tobias.
I shake my head.
I sit down at the table, and he puts a plate of bacon and biscuits in front of me.