Munchkin

•Fourty Nine•

So...it's now morning.

Meaning I spent the whole night at Jace's house.

In his bed.

Cuddled beside him.

In his arms.

*Cue fangirled screams*

My eyes flutter open as I adjust to the bright light shining through his white curtains. Jace was still asleep, his grip on me like a little girl holding onto her mom at a crowded amusement park.

Tight.

It wasn't tight to make me uncomfortable or find it hard to breathe. It was more of a soothing, warm and safe grip.

I chuckle as I use my thumb to wipe a little drool at the side of his mouth, I guess it startled him from his slumber a bit as his eyes quickly open and looked straight into mine.

We stay like that as I felt my eyes being absorbed into his under his intense gaze. His eyes are beautiful, I have to admit, but they're also scary.

No, I'm not saying I'm afraid of Jace.

I'm saying that they look like the eyes that you wouldn't want to fell for.

The eyes that will probably hurt you and have you crying alone in your dark room alone for days.

The eyes that make you want to shrink into a ball as they penetrate through yours.

The eyes that make you realize that you've already fallen for the guy withholding them.

And that you never want him to leave.

Probably two minutes minutes later I just find myself abruptly holding him tightly, his bare skin suprisingly applying warmth to my bare arms that weren't covered with my short sleeved shirt.

Jace holds me tighter and we stay silent, I can feel his lips running all up and down my neck, giving me a weird yet exciting feeling. I finally feel his head rest on my shoulder and I just hold him tighter.

I'm not even sure this was a good idea.

Us dating.

I know how I tend to get.

I get attached.

And once I get attached, it's hard to let go.

And honestly, I don't want to but none of this will last forever and I will have to let go once the time does come.

Which I am in no way ready for.

But for now, I'll live in the moment and enjoy every second of it. "Good morning," the words finally leave my lips.

Jace doesn't reply so I just sit up and sit cross legged as he just leans on his elevated arm and stares at me.

"Anything wrong?" I question.

His gaze doesn't leave mine and I can see him leaning his face close to mine and I'm even preparing myself for it all.

Well, this is it.

Jace is finally gonna ki–

"You guys, get up and get ready for school!" I notice the voice to be Kaitlyn's as she bangs on the door.

Fuck.

Fuck.

FUCK!

We were so close!

Urgh!

I roll my eyes and sigh, "Right. School."

"Don't worry Munch. We only have a year left anyway," Jace smirks and leans his head between my crossed legs and I find myself playing with his curls.