Chapter 11 - Thank you

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Nina woke up the following morning and found herself perfectly interwined with Ian, like branches on a tree. Their legs tangled, and their arms around eachother. She was very happy that Ian was laying there next to her and that he did not sneak out earlier. And then she remembered. IAN! He didn't seem to have any trouble last night, no nightmares, no cries in the middle of the night and no sweating or calling her.

Could the reason possibly be because-? No, no it can't be. Maybe it stopped because he talked about it? Or maybe it was a coincidence that is stopped, she thought to herself. She slowly got up, untangling her body from his, and placed a light kiss on his forehead. "Morning." He mumbled.

She smiled and said, "Morning, did I wake you up?". She always liked how even early the morning, his face always looked so beautiful. And that's one of the many reasons she loved waking up next to him, ever since they started dating, because it never fails to make her day.

"Not really. I woke a few minutes ago but I didn't move cause I was afraid I'd wake you up." He replied, while running his hand through her hair sweetly. A few seconds later Nina gave in and laid back down, her head on his chest. "How was your sleep?" She asked him.

"Great, actually. And yours?" Ian said. She ignored his question about her and asked him, "And you didn't have any nightmares right?". He shook his head, "no." And after that they stayed in bed, each caught up in thinking. It was silent, but it was a peaceful one, not an awkward one. "Thank you." Ian finally spoke after what seemed minutes, breaking the silence.

"What for?" Nina said smiling up at him. He shrugged, "Everything. I really appreciate it! Thank you for being here for me." Nina smiled as soon as he said that, she got up and cupped his face in her hands, "Ian, don't you ever, ever thank me for things like that." He grinned at her, the grin that your heart flatter. "Speaking of, what time is it?" She asked.

"Uh", he said unplugging her phone from the charger and opening it, "9:46.."

"Shit." They both cursed and hurried to the bathroom, she went to the one in the room while he went to the other one. They were planning on leaving the hotel at 11 to go to an amuesment park. Nina felt upset she had to go, but she had to. And besides, maybe she'll be in his arms again, tonight. She couldn't help but feel guilty....
Andrea. And the worst part is that, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop herself. Ian was just so.. Irresistable.

Nina hurried and took the fastest shower she had ever taken, she knew even though there was more than an hour till they had to leave, she didn't have enough time. By the time she got out of the bathroom in her towel, Ian had just finished wearing his jeans. He nodded, "Hey."

"Uh hey yourself." She half smiled. She went to the her bag, and told herself that she had to unpack today but deep down, she knew that it won't happen anytime soon. Ian being the gentleman he is, he told Nina that he'd leave the room after wearing a red muscle shirt. Nina admitted that he looked extremely great in that muscle shirt. After wearing clothes her own she grabbed the blow drier and dried her hair. She decided to keep it straight and applied makeup then started adding up a few things to her outfit. After that, she finally felt satified with her look. She sat on the bed and checked her phone, it was 10:30 now, thank goodness, she thought. And then remembered last night, again. She was slightly upset that she wasn't there for him, Ian when he found out about becky. But at least now she knew, and that's the only thing that mattered.

Ian, Ian, Ian... It's always gonna be him, she wondered, why can't she think of anything without thinking about him? She wanted to promise herself that she wouldn't kiss him today because of Andrea. She really did, but she knew that, no matter how many times she promised herself, she'll never be able to keep it. She heard the door open and he came in. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. He smiled tha smile that could make you forget about your pain, "Nia uh I mean Nina they all left to get starbucks, would you like to have a coffee? We could go right now" Nia... He called her Nia... He used to call her that just to irritate her when they were together, but then, she got so used to it that it became her nickname. Well, only Ian got to call her that.

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