Part 7

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Elias began unpacking the little thing he had left. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. He looked up at me. "So umm I should tell you your beautiful". He said in a shy tone. I blushed and smiled ear to ear. "Thanks". I said.

"So what do you do around here for fun I mean this place is huge I know I will get lost". He said. "Well if you want I can make you a map". I giggled. "As for fun I have my own game room, a garden, a pool, a gym, my art room, my music room and a separate kitchen for baking". I said.

"Wow that's amazing you must have so much fun here". He said. "Yea I guess" I said. He smiled at me and I thought I might faint. "Well it's getting late I'm going to head to bed". I said. He smiled and leaned in to hug me good night.

I hugged him back. As I walked to my room all I could think about was that Elias was living with me. I walked into my room put on my pajamas and went to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning I heard a knock on my door I got up and opened it. I smiled it was Elias. "Good morning beautiful". He said.

I blushed. "Hi". "What do you say we go make homemade waffles". He said. "Definitely let's go". I raced off down the hall he tried to keep up with me when he finally caught up he swept me off my feet I started giggling. He walked me into the kitchen and put me down. I grabbed some ingredients and the waffle iron chocolate chip waffles with whipped cream and strawberries. "Mmmm my favorite". He said.

I poured the flour into a bowl and added all the other ingredients he added the eggs and mixed. We put the mix into the waffle iron and waited. When everything was done we sat at the table and ate our waffles.

When we finished I took him to my music room I sat down in front of my piano and played. He began smiling. "Amazing" he said. "I've been playing since I was three". I said.

"Your beautiful talented and smart anything else I should know about you". He said. "Just that I'm a romantic person I guess. I laughed. "How so he asked".

"Well personally I love walking on the beach at night". I said. "Your to perfect". "Hardly. I giggled. We spent the whole day talking and laughing.

He was the one who was perfect. I got up and told him I was getting tired. He hugged me and I headed to bed.

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