Willow

Chapter 39

My phone vibrated, waking me up.

E: Hey Willow, wanted to say good morning, setting off in around 10 mins xx

Crap. Why did I wake up so late? I jumped out of bed and brushed my teeth whilst pulling on my jeans. Grabbing a shirt, I sat down and brushed my hair.

I had just finished getting ready when I heard the doorbell ring. Hearing Elliot's voice, I walked down the stairs to meet him.
"Hey Willow," he said hugging me.
"Hey," I smiled.
"Mr Jefferson here yet?" He asked.
"Nah not yet," I replied, leading him to my room.

He sat down on my bed and watched me silently as I searched through my drawers for my sketch book I lost a while ago.

"What are you looking for?" Elliot asked.
"Oh nothing," I sighed, sitting down next to him in defeat.
"Come here," he laughed, pulling me down so we were laying face to face.

We lay on the bed for a while before he spoke.
"You have the most beautiful eyes," he whispered, stroking my hair.
I giggled as he smiled at me.
"Seriously, I could get lost in them, they're like the ocean. Like your mums."

He was one of the only people I had shown my picture of my mum to. I knew I could trust him.

He grinned and kissed my head as he hugged me close.
"Hey, we're supposed to be doing school work," I laughed.
"Not till Mr Jefferson gets here," he smirked, sitting up.
He kissed me gently and pulled me close.

It felt so right, like everything around me had gone. We sat for what felt like hours, before we heard knocking at the door.
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Hi!
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I hope everyone's holiday/summer break/whatever you call it, is going well.

I got a cat! We adopted her and she's a tabby called Nellie.

Thanks for reading!
Boop de snoot
Bai!
Xx