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[ Michelle Holland's POV- ]

"Zion!" I whisper, repeatedly -softly- hitting his shoulder as he just wouldn't let go.

You see, falling asleep in each other's arms really is so sweet and lovely and all...until the real side of it starts showing. My hair gets trapped under his arm, his body warmth giving my sweaty body extra warmth, the body parts that falls asleep, placing your head in a certain position in which you are still snuggled up in each other's neck yet you need air to breathe and lastly but not least...the strong grip you have onto each other's making it impossible for each other's to leave.

"Zion!" I now shake him with a little more violence in it. It was already ten am, Edwin was still asleep as so was the rest of PrettyMuch's household.

"Hmm." He groans weakly, swapping his face so now that his other side of his face was now resting on top of my breasts, his arms trapped under my back.

"I need to get up now, baby let me go!" My voice cracks in the middle of the sentence, dang morning voice!

Zion opens one eye and starts chuckling in a low tone. He then takes a deep breath in before he lets go of my body to stretch his arms out. My back automatically falls fully onto the mattress and I could breath normally again. "Why?" He asks.

Zion snakes his arms under me again and I groan. "I need to head to my office, a girl needs to make money." I say and my arms go up to his shoulders. My hand softly strokes his head, feeling like it got trapped in a maze full of Zion's bleached dreads.

"You know you can just stay at home anytime you want you know. You're getting paid anyways if you stay at home...more specifically, if you stay at home with me." Zion's morning voice sounded like music in my ears and I look down at the beauty itself.

"Okay...let me be more specifically. A girl needs to make new music." With that the lightskin shot his head up and had his eyes wide open.

"Wait...what?" He questions like a kid trying to keep his energetic self inside.

"You heard it. That's why I need to head to my office today to work on it. Now, will you let me go or not?" I ask him and he pouts at me.

"Five more minutes?" He asks and I shake my head.

"I'm sorry babe." I say and he sighs.

"Well bad for you, I wouldn't let go anyways." He chuckles and places his head on top of my breasts again.

"Oh come on, Zion!" I smack his shoulder, which didn't made him flinch or had any effect on him at all.

"Hey! Don't be too loud! Roommate Edwin over there is still asleep you know." He sushes me down and I give him a death glare.

"Let me go, now Zion." I commanded and he shakes his head.

"It's either you give me a kiss, or give me five more minutes." He flashes me a cheeky smile, knowing both of the options are making him win.

"How about none. I'm not giving you a kiss." I tell him and he picks up his head again, looking confused at me.

"Why not?"

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