"Belle," I heard a voice whispered my name.
I groaned.
"Belle," the voice said again.
I groaned.
I don't wanna get up.
"Belle," the voice once said again.
"Leave me alone!" I mumbled sleepily.
The voice chuckled.
"Wakey Belle!" Jake's voice yelled in my ears.
I jumped up alarmed.
"What the hell? What did you do that for?" I grumbled while rubbing my eyes.
When I opened my eyes fully, I screamed.
"Jake!" I screamed happily and lunged at him.
"You're here! You're really here? Wait, how did you get here? How did you know about this place?" I said confused.
But when I looked around, I recognized that it was my house and not Xavier's bed.
I was back in my room at my house.
What happened yesterday? How did I get back home?
"Jake, how did I get here?" I asked confused.
"What do you mean? You came home from your sleepover by Casper's and the guys place last night. You fell asleep and I carried you up to your bed," he said.
"Oh, right. Yeah, yeah. Now I remember," I lied.
"Well I've already made breakfast for you so wash up and come downstairs," he said and left my room.
Why would Xavier do this?
'Because I care for you' a voice said.
'Xavier? Is that you?' I asked.
'It is, honey. Good morning! How are you?' he said.
I smiled. He seems so much sweeter.
'I'm good. How are you? I miss you already,' I said.
'After what we did yesterday, I'm sure you'll be good for days,' he said smugly.
'You are very egotistical,' I said.
He laughed.
'I wanna see you so badly,' he said and groaned.
'Then why did you import me back to my house?' I asked.
'Because I know you'd miss your brother and then you'd probably go into depression. And to be honest, I can't stand a depressed you,' he said.
'How would you know how a depressed me acts?' I asked.
'Let's say, I've been around in a sleepover,' he said.
'You sly dog,' I said.
'Gotta go baby girl. I'll see you in a few days,' he said.
'Bye,' I said.
I smiled.
I got up and walked to my bathroom to take a shower.
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