iMessage // J.G

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It's been over a year.. hi..
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"Jack, what?" I mumble softly, moving slightly backwards towards the bed. "I don't know," I whisper, looking up at him then away, down at my bare feet on his carpet.

"What do you mean?" He ask, confusion and anger flashing through his eyes. His brown eyes look at me, grabbing my hand quickly and pulling my body towards his. "You're always been mine,"

"You're high, not even sober," I roll my eyes, pulling my wrist away. "You don't mean that, you don't want this," I doubt him, turning and crawling into his massive bed.

"Arabella, I mean every single word I've said tonight," He states, his tone displaying his confidence in how he feels about me.

"I'm yours, okay? I'm your girlfriend, now come to bed," I mumble, looking at him in the darkness. He stares at me before crawling into the bed, quickly wrapping his arms around my body. He pulls me tightly against me, letting out a soft sigh.

"I need this. I need you," He whispers against my ear, kissing right below it before kissing my forehead a few times.

"Sleep, babe," I relax in his tight grip, closing my eyes as I feel him relax as well against my body. Slowly, I hear his breathing calm down and light snores coming from him as he falls asleep. I smile lazily, turning slightly to see him before falling asleep myself.