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"nothing perfect lasts long" chapter 47

Soft.

It's so soft, I never knew my pillow was this cozy and soft. I pull my self closer to it my hand going upwards.

What?

A nose?

Eye balls?

I open one of my eyes, seeing darius there sleeping peacefully. waiiitttt what? I rub my eyes, it's not real! I'm just dreaming about him---that's better than the position were on.

My legs are swang over his right leg, my hands on his soft but hard chest.
My head also on his chest, I can hear his heart beating slowly and his breathing fanning over me. We're still wearing our school clothes, I don't know should I wake him up or not?

He looks cute and peaceful like there's no care to the world, no problems, nothing. His handsome face his sharp jaw line and his amazing cheek bones.

It looks like someone drew him.

Its like his a piece of art, like someone just sketched him. His not real, yeah that's the word. His not real. My hand trails to his face, lightly brushing my hand over it.

His still asleep, thank God.

Okayyy

Spoke to soon.

"Nadia?" I hum in response my hand still lightly trailing up and down His soft skin. He looks down at me still tierd, his dark eyes blink over and over again before his eyes widen "Nadia!"

I look up at him, his confused faced and also shocked...shister shook...hehehe. "what?" I said innocently. Even If I know why, because of the way we were sleeping.

"W-wha-why am I here?" He says his voice still pretty raspy and deep, but I try and hide the fact it effects me, he smirks "you were touching me again?".

I shake my head slapping my hand on his chest,even if I was I was never going to admit it. His ego is already huge,I don't need to make it any bigger. "No! Anyway, get up! We have school and were already 1 hour late!".

He chuckles as I get up and try to hide the smile I wanted on my lips because   he didn't mind the way I was sleeping on him, I walk into my closet and get out clothes. I look at him, what could he wear?

One idea popped in my head--him.

My brother, the one that left me here with mum and dad. But I couldn't blame him,who wants me? The smile I once had was now gone and my heart crashes.

Waking up every morning with out him here kills me, with out hearing his voice hurts me,knowing I'm happy....hurts me. I can't be happy! I'm not aloud to,he couldn't be happy, why should I?

I blinck and slowly walk to this box I have under my bed, darius still sitting on it gives me a confused face but I ignore it. I have never let anyone borrow my brothers clothes, I always sleep with it because of the smell that weirdly didn't fade out.

And that's what I'm scared off.

Who ever wears it, my brothers smell well wear off. And I don't want that,it's the only piece I have of my brother---ecxept his room,yes. But this shirt is the only one he loved, he always wore it.

And now he's not even here to wear it.

Can i forgive him for leaving me? That's a question I well never know, he left me too soon! To early! Why out of all people he had to leave. I didn't want him to leave...i miss him.

Tears threaten my eyes as I close my eyes opening the box, I have two shirts in there. A red and grey, he always wore the grey one. So I'm going to give darius the red one.