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YOUR P.O.V
As I slept soundly, I could feel his eyes on me, watching. the deep brown orbs that I fell in love with a little more everyday. Jesus Christ, how lucky am I??
BLAKE'S P.O.V
I watched her as she slept, looking blank and expressionless, yet beautiful as ever. My precious girl, laying in my arms. What more can a man ask for? Is she dreaming of me, I wonder, 'cause I sure as hell dream of her every night.
It made me realise just how much I love her. How she puts on this hard exterior, ignoring hate and horribleness from 'fans'. I can see she hates it. It screams at me, yet no one else notices. I vowed to myself that I'd help her with anything, stop anything that makes her hurt, upset. She's the light of my life and I love her so very much.
Her words from a few months ago, you're wasting your time, buzzed like wasps in my brain. What if I hadn't told her just how much she meant to me, where would we be now? Different beds, different houses, maybe even different cities. I'm obsessed with her. I can't bare the thought of leaving her or her leaving me. She's stuck with me.
Forever.
She tries to be independent, strong, she really does. But we all know that without me she'd be helpless. I'm here for her every step of the way, and when the time is right, I'll take her hand and we'll move on. Together.
She began to stir, waking from her slumber. "Good morning," I whisper, kissing her head, just like every morning. She has no clue of my thoughts.
And I'm far too shy to tell her.
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This was Based off of Shawn Mendes' This Is What It Takes as it is one of my favourite songs.
Enjoy!!
xx
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blake richardson imagines
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