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Hello guys so chapter reads are slowly plummeting I am working on making this story more interesting it would be a great help if you helped me with more feedback please J.Andy and hunter scenes this chapter they will focus more on their relationship and won’t be so much bad action but I hope that’s ok J this chapter is in Andy’s p.o.v

Im a hopeless romantic so I hope this chapter is ok xx Alanah

 

2 weeks later:

Mum called last night, told me New York was amazing. Mum called everyday like she promised and made sure that hunter was taking of me, he was, and he was there when I needed him I had him wrapped around my little finger. He even gave me a little bell that whenever I rang it he ran to where I laid on his bed.

His bed was a king and it was huge and comfortable I might add. Hunters smell still lingered on the sheets and I inhaled deeply taking in his musky scent.

Ding, ding

I rung the bell and waited for hunter to rush into the room, he didn’t which I was disappointed by. He walked in half asleep instead.

“Andy, what do you want” he drowned out

“Oi, im still hurt you know” I milked it faking pain in my head.

The doctor came and did the usual check-up that they do with people who had head injuries and said I was fine but once she left I told hunter that was a hoax a lie I was still sick and needed him to take care of me.

“The doctor said your fine” he sleepily said as he started to turn

”but you were my slave” I said child likely

He danced to Britany spears ‘im a slave for you’ for me and I loved it. He walked over to where I was sitting and leaned into my face.

“If anything princess you’re my slave” he cheekily replied and laid down next to me.

“Hunter” I asked curious to see if he was awake

“Hmm” he grumbled

“Love you “I tried and failed miserably

I HATE BOYS I thought as both hunter and I drifted off in to a deep sleep.

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“Wake up, wake up, wake up” yelled hunter running in to my room bashing pots and pans to wake me up.

“What” I asked confused why he was waking me up at, I checked the clock, 10am.

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