An abused musician is forced to move across state lines, her skills being forced to make more money. It isn't until she meets three other men, that she finally understands love.
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Willow Snow is a senior piano protégé, her life constantly in camer...
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I wake up the next morning snuggled deep into the bed, all three of their arms wrapped around me. I smile to myself and snuggle in just a bit more, letting myself daydream of waking up warm and snuggly everyday. I smile to myself as I wiggle out of their anaconda arms, looking back down at their rumpled clothes and messy hair; such a harsh difference from their usual immaculant appearences.
I can't help myself, I take my phone out and shoot a picture of their cuddling forms. Finch and Theo practically cling to Ronan's huge bulky form. I set it as my lock screen and make my way down stairs, noting how its already noon. I have a slight headache as I enter the kitchen, making my way to the fridge as I take out eggs and bacon, bending over to look for the pans I need. I smile and hum to myself, scrambling eggs and frying bacon, all while singing a Front Bottoms song. It wasn't typical music I would listen to, but I had been feeling rebellious and didn't want to listen to classical for the moment.
"I could get use to this." I turn around and smile to Ronan, his lazy grin stretched across his face.
"Morning sleepy pants." He chuckles and crosses the space between us, landing a kiss along my hairline. His smell hits me, spice and the warmth of fire, such a strange and enticing smell.
"Why do you guys do that?" I ask as I turn back to the eggs, taking them out of the pan before they begin to burn.
"Do what?"
"I don't know, kiss and hug me, show affection outwardly I guess." He looks at me for abit, I'm sure wondering whether or not I was being serious.
"We, we all like you Willow. It's what friends do." I hesitantly look down before glancing back to him and offering a soft smile. I put everything onto plates before settling down with a cup of coffee, smiling as I watch a very hungover Finch stagger in with Theo stumble in behind him.
"Morning guys." Finch audibly groans at me, slumping into his seat and dropping his head onto the wooden table. Theo at least offers me a grin as he sat down, digging into his eggs at such a fast rate. "What's the plan for our off day?"
Finch finally looks up and grins at me, his long hair messy around his warm eyes. "We, are going shopping. No offense, I get that you like your clothes, but I want to change it up a bit."
I shrug at him, looking around their bare kitchen. "Maybe we should get you guys some stuff to spruce up the place, because no offense, it's boring as hell."
Finch sticks his tongue out at me, earning a whack from Theo. Ronan pushes a plate in front of me, nodding to it. I roll my eyes as I take a bite of the bacon, chewing pointedly to him after giving him a mock salute. "Yes sir."
Finch lets out a huge laugh with Theo falling not far behind him, Ronan giving both of them a glare. "What?"
Finch looks over to me after I asked my question, shaking his head as he leaned in. "Nothing your innocent mind can handle."
