Lena's POV:
I wake up to the pain of a headache that's so agonizing I want to cry. I feel groggy and the sunlight is blinding me. I rub away the sleep in my eyes and I can almost feel the blotchiness and the dried tears on my cheeks. I make my way to get up when I realize Grayson is still in here. I lay back down praying that I didn't disturb his slumber.I snuggle into him and his warmth is comforting. I lay like this for the longest time before I start to get restless. I roll over and reach for my phone, when I see the time my eyes widen.
"They're late for school." I whisper to myself.
I sit up quickly and try to collect my thoughts. I realize that I should probably wake Grayson up.
"Grayson," I whisper, "Grayson!"
I shake him lightly but he refuses to wake up. I grab both sides of his face and shake him around until I see his eyes begin to flutter open.
I push at his chest whispering 'Grayson' repeatedly.
"What?!" He whisper shouts while aggressively grabbing my hands to stop my from shaking him.
"Geez sorry, your late for school!" I say hurriedly.
"I'm not going to school today. Neither is Ethan." He says calmly.
"Wait what?"
"We wanted to stay here with you." He says.
"Oh. Well go back to sleep I guess."
He nods and closes his eyes. I go to get up but he pulls me down to lay next to him.
"You need to get some rest" He says calmly with his eyes still closed. I lay beside him for a while waiting for him to fall back to sleep. When I know he is sleeping I sit up carefully and try to get out of my bed.
The bed squeaks as I'm getting up and I freeze instantly. I wait a moment that last hours. I stand up fully and walk over to my desk. My laptop is there, plugged into the charger, waiting for me to use it.
I shake my head at my thought and remind myself that I probably shouldn't use the internet today. So, instead of using my laptop I stand in the center of my room and ponder on what to do.
I look around and my eyes stop on my bookshelf. Reading, something I love to do, yet I haven't since I left Betty. I go towards my wide variety of books and sit in front of the shelf. I skim over all the book titles looking for a few that call my name.
Delirium. (By Lauren Oliver) That's the book that called out to me today. I've read it many times before but something about it is just so fun.
The book is about love being a horrible "disease" that needs to be taken care of. Teenagers get a shot called the "cure". It basically dulls your ability to feel and makes you slowly forget past memories. To reproduce you get paired with someone based off of personality rest.
It's a really fun book so I decide to read it.
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I'm sitting on my floor in Indian Styles position, hunched over reading my book. I've been reading for a good thirty minutes when I hear Grayson stir in the bed. He groans and gets up out of the bed not paying any attention to his surroundings. He trips over my legs and basically falls into my lap."Grayson!" I shout. I'm not going to lie, that did not feel great.
"Lena, what are you doing on the floor?" He asks casually.
"I'm reading. Now get up. You're really hurting me." I say trying not to sound to vexing.
"Oh right sorry." He says getting up carefully. He puts his hand out waiting for me to grab it. I throw my hand into his and he pulls me up.
"You were sleeping for a long time." I say.
"It's fine." He says nonchalantly.
"It's like 11 o'clock!" I say trying to get my point across.
"I haven't slept that long in ages" he replies dumbfound.
I roll my eyes and walk up to him slowly. I raise my arms and he almost flinches. I stay still for a quick second but then I throw my arms around him. He's taken aback for an instant but eventually he wraps his arms around me. He holds me tightly and picks me up easily.
"Thank you for sticking with me. And not giving up on me yet." I say shoving my face into the crook of his neck.
"How could I ever give up on you?" He says calmly. He still holds me up so I wrap my legs around him to make it easier. I pull my face away from him and just look at him. I place my hands on both sides of his face and kiss him....
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