*Kayleena's p.o.v*
I stayed next to Dan even though I was up and he was still peacefully sleeping. I stared at him as his eyes flicker behind his eyelids. I wonder what he was dreaming about..... me? I doubt it. I'm nothing special,just some weird girl whose going to be 21 in 2 days but still acts like she's 16.
I stop bringing my already low self-esteem lower and decide to jump in the shower before he wakes up.
*30 min time lapse*
*Dan's p.o.v*
I rolled over expecting to come in contact with Kay's warm skin but don't. I open my eyes and see she's not in the room and that's almost noon.
I get up and change my clothes and walk to the bathroom,I open the door and immediately put my hand in front of my eyes.
"I-I'm sorry,I should've knocked." I stuttered
"It's okay." she says "I have towel on."
I remove my hand to see her get her clothes off the floor.
"I'll be back,I'm gonna go get clean clothes from my flat." She says.
"Okay." I say and see her walk out.
*Kayleena's p.o.v"
I get up to the flat and go into my room and see Steven sitting in there.
"Stevennn!" I say running up to him.
"Hey." he said with a smile as he rested his chin on my head as he hugged me.
*Layla's p.o.v*
I woke up in my room in my flat. Someone was next to me. Who the heck? I turned over and saw Phil sleeping like a little angel. Awwwwh. I took a picture and posted it on twitter. Hehe. I curled into a ball and went back to sleep.
I woke up an hour later and saw Phil sitting up and looking at me.
"Morning, sleeping beauty," He said.
I smiled. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
"Hey Phil wanna see my Sharpie collection?" I asked.
He nodded. I love my Sharpie collection. I always draw on stuff with it. Once I drew a whole bunch of doodles on my hand and kept them there for a whole day. I took out a black sharpie and drew a butterfly on my hand. I showed Phil the bucket I had full of Sharpies. Phil chuckled at how many there were. I took out a blue one and handed it to him. He saw all of my Sharpie drawings on my walls and went over to one. He began writing something but wouldn't let me see it. He sent me into the lounge while he was writing on the wall. I sat on the couch. I drew cat whiskers on my face and scrunched my nose.
"You can come in now!" Phil said.
I walked back into my room. Phil chuckled when he saw the whiskers. I smiled. He stepped away from the spot where he wrote in Sharpie. It read:
Layla is the most beautiful girl in the world. I want to ask her something special but I'm scared. Especially cause I just met her and she might say no.
"Awh, Phil you can ask me anything," I reassured him.
"But I'm scared," he told me.
"Then you can just take your time, ask me whenever the time feels right," I said getting on my toes and hugging him.
I'm only 5'1 so Phil is a lot taller than me. He hugged me back, tightly. It felt... nice. I smiled.
"Phil, can I do something I've wanted to do since I met you?" I asked.
