*The Next Day*
Valeska’s p.o.v
Yesterday was wonderful, but what is even more wonderful is our date today. It knocked on my door and I assumed it was Cayden.
“Come in” I yawned.
“Good morning, Princess” Cayden said peeking into my room.
“Can I come in?”
“Of course”
He came in and sat down in the bed beside me.
“Slept well?” I asked.
“Sure thing, because I was dreaming about you, baby” he smiled.
“What did you dream then?” I said sitting closer to him.
“I'll tell you later maybe” he said putting an arm around my shoulders and I leaned in to his touch.
We sat there in silence for a while before I broke the silence.
“Where are we going and when?” I asked him looking him.
“Where we are going is a secret and be ready around 7 pm” he said and smiled down at me, kissing my forehead.
We continued to just sit on my bed, doing nothing.
I could sit here all day, in his gentle, warm embrace. Why, why am I beginning to go soft, for a guy!? The old Valeska was mean, kicking every persons ass without reason. But since I met him, I changed. I don’t know if I like it or not yet, but I think I like it. I’m just letting him hold me and kiss my forehead or head because he knows some things that I’ve gone through. I think he just sees me as a sister, to be honest.
I mean, would he really like me after I’ve told him my whole background? Probably not. The things that I did was horrible. And people tell me to apologize for my behavior, but no one never apologized for making me this way. But I think I love Cayden. Eh, who am I kidding, I don’t think, I KNOW that I love Cayden. Yes, I love Cayden.
I smile at the thought. I love him.
“What are you thinking about?” Cayden asked and leaned his head upon mine.
“Nothing in particular”
“Do you wanna do something?”
“Watch a movie?” I said more like a question than a statement.
“Then a movie it is” he chuckled and letting go of me standing up.
Noo, my warmth.
“What do you want to watch, Angel?” he asked me looking in my movie-shelf with his back at me.
It is good that he doesn’t see me right now because that nickname made me blush so damn hard. Angel. Aww, he is so cute. It reminds me of Angelina, my poor little girl. I miss her so much.
“I don’t know” I said standing up and standing beside him.
He wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me closer witch I like.
“How about a Pirates of the Caribbean?” he asked holding out one of the movies.
“Sure, I love them”
Not as much as I love you.
He lets go of me and I plop down at the bed again as he putted in the movie. Then he came back to the bed sitting down beside me, turning on the TV, choosing langue and pressed play.
“Um, Valeska”
“Yeah?”
“Come cuddle with me” a light blush hit his cheeks and he reached out his arms for me.
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