CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE:SATURDAY

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DANIELS POV:
Billie.There she is. Skies a gorgeous sunset pink, flowers and trees complementing her in every possible way. Her hair blowing in the breeze, rosy cheeks smiling as she writes in her song writing journal. She is sitting on the swing but she sees me coming and she jumps up to come meet me. She says nothing but she hugs me then I grab her hand.She leads me to a bench and we sit down. I grab my guitar and start playing it for her. She starts singing making up these silly lyrics about baritos and about how they're her strange addiction. Her voice-god her voice is like nothing I've ever heard,like a blessing from heaven.
She's a blessing from heaven.
I'm hypnotized by her beautiful ocean eyes and I just can't stop myself from placing my lips on hers. It's a perfect moment as we tell each other "I love you" and sit with her head on my chest and my arm around her starring at the beautiful sky in which there's a single cloud in the shape of a heart

I wake up.
Ugh take me back to that amazing dream!

I wake up to sounds of soft, mumbled voices coming from every direction. A bright light blinding my vision. It take me a while to settle back into reality from the world of dreams, but when I do I realize that I'm still sitting in the middle of the lifeless bodies of my sleeping best friends and with the bright light being the TV screen.I rub my eyes and watch as the credits roll on the TV screen but I don't remember finishing the movie. I glance over at Jack and I guess the champ couldn't help it, he is out cold with his curls covering his face. I've won! I carefully remove myself from the clump of bodies and I see Billie peacefully sleeping in an uncomfortable looking position. Maybe I should take her up to her room? I gently lift her into my arms but have to stop myself from toppling over- I'm clearly still a bit tipsy. My head is pounding so that would make sense.Then her eyes open slightly and she squints up at me

B: Dan...wha-I can...can walk
She says slurring her words clearly still tipsy as well

She tries to stand but she falls back into my arms consumed by a deep sleep. I gently pick her up and take her up stairs into her room.I place her under the duvet and I plump the pillows to make sure she's comfortable then I switch off the lights that were giving a...red glow to the room? A room with red lights-she's so unique and I love her for that and for so many other reasons.

D: I love you
I whisper as I give her a soft kiss on her forehead and I turn to leave because I feel like I would be intruding and it would rude staying without her knowing that I'm in bed with her

B: Dan?Wait...stay
D: shhh...go back to sleep
I say smiling at her and running my fingers through her hair
B: no stay with me. There won't be enough space for you to sleep downstairs
She says becoming more awake and aware of what's happening
D: okay

I climb in beside her and she forces her head onto my chest. I grab ahold of her sleeping body and I run my fingers through her hair. Not even a Minuit later I hear the soft muffles of her quietly snoring into my chest.It's gonna take me a while to fall asleep because I'm up thinking about how god created such perfection and beauty in one human. Just Feeling her presence is the best feeling I could probably ever experience in my life

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I wake up from the sun shining in through the window. Even with the mother of all headaches from my hangover, I still smile when I realize who I'm sleeping next to. The time on my phone says it's 8:30. I can't help but smile as I ruffle Billie's hair

D: you know there's never a moment when you're not absolutely beautiful
I say even though she's asleep

BILLILE'S POV:
I wake up to the sound of a familiarly comforting voice. It's Daniels voice. It's definitely soothing my pounding hangover headache.I can feel his hand through my hair while he speaks.Why is he talking to me while I'm "asleep"?I keep my eyes closed and listen to what he has to say

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