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Real life is a mess.
I wish I could stay in the love bubble Jayce and I always have been.
Getting a text from Kyle in the middle of the night in which he tells me that he's about to come home because Acacia misses me already.
Which means, I have to wake Jayce up who sleeps next to me in peace. I've been falling asleep right on his chest that his arm is extremely tight around me.
But he looks so beautiful, I must be a terrible person to wake him up.
Letting my phone shut as I watched him for a couple seconds. His arms are around my waist, our feet intertwined and my head was placed on his chest that his head was uncomfortably leaned back in the pillow.
He softly breathed in through his nose and exhaled out of his parted heart shaped lips, "Jayce," I whisper very quietly in his ear, cupping and brushing over his jaw. My thumb drew soft circles on the side of his lip until he'd wake up, "My everything.." I add and slightly kissed his soft lips.
Jayce's head turned away but his grip on me got tighter which I thought wasn't possible. His hair became a mess due to the several pillows on my bed that his dread locks were spinning around as if he got an electronic shock.
"Jayce," I repeat in quiet tones as I slightly rubbed my cheek against his. My lips curve to a sad smile the second he started to groan in annoyance because I'm disturbing his sleep. I'm so sorry...
"Please, six more hours." He mutters in respond, causing me to sigh and drop my jaw in shock. How long did he got used to sleep that much that he wants six more hours.
"No!" I laughed. Closing my eyes, still pressing my cheek against his as I watch him from the corner of my eye.
My heart hurts to know what he's right next to me but still so far.
I somehow must manage that Kyle will shut his mouth about Troye so I can be back with Jayce. All of this, getting Kyle rid of me- is only possible for me to end. I won't be able to tell Jayce because I know that he's going to freak out and shoot around him.
Suddenly I felt Jayce's fingers loosing their grip on me, making me wonder why he let go of my body. Looking back to him to see his eyes being puffy but slightly open. His eyes close and open after another because of the tiredness which runs though his body. He closed his eyes and sniffed in through his nose as he moved his body a little bit but held me back from falling down of his body by my lower back. "Soph..?"
"Yes?" I ask, feeling the need to be there for him whenever he looks out for me but he just watched me with parted lips which felt like words would leave to fill the room with his quiet, raspy and tired voice. "Say whatever runs through your mind." I comfort him. Maybe he's afraid.
