On the Road- Awsten Knight Waterparks

Chapter Thirty Nine

Awsten's POV:

When I woke up, Isla was still fast asleep and snuggled up to my side. I checked the time on my phone and it was 11am. We must have both been pretty tired to have slept so long. I usually hate staying in bed this late but when I have Isla cuddling me, I don't mind.

I stroked her cheek, easing her out of her gentle slumber. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me.

"That was the first time in days where I didn't wake up in the middle of the night from some crazy nightmare." She said softly.

"I'm glad, baby." I said, still a little groggy from my sleep.

"I love all your nicknames for me."

"What like buttercup, princess, beautiful, gorgeous, baby, sweetheart, cutie, jellybean, cherie, darling, hottie, or lovely?" I kissed her neck between each nickname.

"Awsten! Stop it! You're making me go red." She giggled and covered her face. I pulled her hands away from her face and kissed her.

"You're adorable." I whispered when I pulled away.

"Waffles!" Isla shouted and ran out of bed, leaving me confused.

I got out of bed and pulled on some skinny jeans and a white t-shirt on, before following Isla to her small kitchen where she was mixing a batter in a bowl.

"You're English, shouldn't you be eating porridge or some bland shit for breakfast?" I teased her and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind.

"I wanted you to feel at home. Also porridge is really good with some golden syrup and blueberries in." She giggled.

"I love you so fucking much." I kissed her neck.

"I love me too." She smirked.

"I wish that was true." I sighed remembering the reason I came early.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologise, buttercup. I know you can't help the way you feel. I just wish you could see how amazing you are." She stopped stirring the batter and turned in my arms.

"Awsten," She sighed, her eyes not meeting mine. "I'm not a good person. I'm dark and I'm a mess. You bring my best parts out but that's why I don't deserve you."

"Listen to me." I cupped her cheek so her eyes would meet mine. "You deserve me. You're one of the nicest people I know. If you haven't caught on yet, I'm a mess too."

"You're good at hiding the mess from me."

"That's because I don't want to bother you with it all."

"Exactly like you say to me: It's not a bother. Will you let me help you like you help me?" Her hand rested on my chest, she must be able to feel how fast my heart is beating.

"I really struggle, I." It was my turn to divert my eyes away. "I don't open up, only in my music."

"Please." She seemed sad. I don't want to make her sad.

"I'll try."

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After breakfast (which was extremely yummy because Isla is an amazing cook), Isla showered and got dressed and we both brushed our teeth. I was about to meet Willow, one of Isla's mums, and have a tour of the sanctuary.

"My mum will rope you into helping out with feeding the animals, just be warned." Isla laughed. She was dressed in high waisted mom jeans and a long sleeved black crop top; she looked so cute.

"I don't mind helping out. You guys are providing me food, water and a roof. I really appreciate it." I smiled as I put on some boots.

"You ready?" She asked as she unlocked the door.