♡Run Boy Run♡

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Helloo, first of all this is (kind of) the longest chapter I've ever written, and a lot happens very quickly so pay close attention! And thank you for reading and supporting the story so far. I appreciate it with all my heart. 😌💞🙏
Enjoy!
(Hannah's P.O.V) 9:47am

I wake up to the morning sun beaming in my eyes, I close them then hide my face in Tristan's bare chest.

My heart swells once I remember what happened last night. I look up at Tristan's sleeping face, and a smile rises onto my cheeks as I study his peaceful state. He makes me feel so warm.

His eyelashes casted a small shadow onto his lightly flushed cheeks, but my eyes couldn't get enough of his lips. It's like he was sculpted in Greece. Made personally for me. My own personal Greek god.

The way our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, only made me question my theory further.

I then sit up slightly, being careful not the wake him. I inspect the bruises that those horrendous humans left on his perfect face. They hurt him. Bad. And I know Tristan won't admit that. But, it's so, bad.

I lay back down before my thoughts could have a chance to take me over, snuggling closer into his chest.

Maybe he felt me moving but I watch his eyes slowly flutter open. His lips curving into a soft smile as he spots me. He then pulls me in tighter, my bare chest pressing against his.

"Good morning beautiful." His husky voice spoke into my ear. I smile up at him lovingly, and he quickly pecks my lips. Soon enough, his face is stuffed in my neck, his lips leaving sweet kisses behind.

He teasingly sinks his teeth into my neck and I stifle out a small laugh. "We should get up." My hands find their way to the back of his neck. And he shifts us over so he's hovering over me.

His head moves so he's staring right at me. "We really shouldn't." He presses his lips to mine, once again "What about school." I speak lowly while my eyes wander over his hickey covered neck.

I can't help but smile as my eyes reach his again. "There's no point in going. We missed most of it."

I shake my head, pushing myself up so I'm sitting. "I love you. But my dad would kill both of us, if I missed an entire day." I cover my chest with my arm, then lean over the bed. Grabbing one of Tristan's hoodies from the floor, I pull it over my body so I'm covered.

A pair of strong arms quickly tug me back before I can get up off the bed. "I'm not letting you leave." Tristan's voice comes out muffled as his face is pressed against my back. I laugh, trying to pry his arms off. "C'mon! This isn't fair."

"Then make it fair and kiss me." His arms loosen around me as I turn my head his way. "Only one." I say, staring at his playful smile.

He breathes out a laugh before pressing his lips onto mine. Then onto the corner of my mouth, then my cheek.

Then unexpectedly, I feel his tongue glide across my cheek. "Ew!" I laugh, pushing him away in disgust. Only making him go in complete hysterics.

I fall back onto the bed, wiping my cheek with the sleeve of his hoodie. "You're so gross!" I laugh, annoyance still evident in my voice. He tries to pull me back but I push him away.

I then quickly get out of bed. "Ouch!" I stumble a bit before regaining my balance. My legs are extremely sore.

I look back at a standing, and now, sort of, clothed Tristan, who only has a smug look on his face. "What's wrong babe?" He asks sarcastically, making his way over to me.