As I woke up the next morning, I could see Bray's sleeping face as I was laying next to him. As I was laying there trying not to wake up Bray, the images of last night kept replaying in my mind. I got out of bed and put back on my clothes that were all over in the room. Seriously I found my shirt under the bed, my shorts on my desk, and my underwear and bra on the floor. The only things that were where I left them was my shoes. I headed downstairs and made myself a breakfast smoothie. I sat down with my smoothie on the couch and started scrolling through my Instagram feed. This is when Bray came downstairs still buttoning up his shirt. He came downstairs and plopped on the couch next to me. "Whatcha looking at?" He said."Just my instagram." I said. He said he had to go because he had to be at work by 10:00. He gave me a quick kiss on the head and left. I headed back upstairs because there was a video I needed to edit. As I opened the door, I realized how messy my room was. And how it smelled. You could smell it. Oh lord. As I was cleaning I was still replaying the events that took place last night. So are Bray and I official now? I don't know anymore. All I know is that I need to go the store and get some cleaner and some febreeze.
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When I'm Gone
RomanceI met a guy, and he cares about me and I care about him. But after we start dating I don't see him as much and he has been acting weird around me. What is going on?
