Imagine

The Morning After Glow

I woke up the next morning feeling utterly confused.

Which of the girls had I kissed? Had I actually kissed them? Or was it just another one of my dreams? They'd been awfully vivid lately, and they seemed to be centered solely around a specific pair of twins.

I couldn't say I was upset. Regardless of if the kiss was real, it seemed to be a dream come true. Kissing Adriana was something I'd wanted for a little while now. Kissing Ariana wouldn't be the worst thing possible either, although I wasn't sure if I actually like her.

Kissing either one of them resulted in the possible growth of a relationship. Not kissing either of them means no change in our relationships, so no hard feelings or broken hearts, other than my lonely one.

After getting to know Ariana a little better, I could easily say that I knew enough about both girls to decide that they were people I wanted to keep in my life, just in different ways. They were essentially opposite ends of the scale.

Adriana kept to herself. She was funny and easily herself, but only if she was comfortable around you. Ariana, on the other hand, was outgoing constantly. She never hid her annoyance with a person or situation and was usually very verbal about how she felt about everything. From what I heard around school, this caused a lot of people not to like her. She was funny and easy to talk to, but we still weren't exactly close, so I couldn't speak on her behalf.

What if that kiss ruined any chance I had at actually being friends with her? Ugh, stop over thinking everything.

I sat up and realized that I was still in Ariana's room, and she was cuddled up into my side. I smiled at the thought. If the kiss had happened then maybe we could become something.

She began to stir in her sleep, signaling that she was waking up. Her eyes opened slowly, and she looked up at me. She immediately blushed, and I wasn't sure if it was the kiss or our current position with my arm wrapped around her bare waist, only holding her closer to me.

She laughed and said, still not moving from me, "I told you I was a cuddler."

I smiled, "I am too."

She giggled and buried her head back into my neck. "I'm still so tired. Wanna nap?"

"What time is it?" I asked.

She looked over at her alarm clock. "It's probably only 7 something. Adriana won't be up until noon; I swear sleep is just a mini hibernation for her."

We both let out a chuckle. I held her closer and began drawing little patterns on her side.

"I'd be down for a nap," I smiled down at her.
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   When I woke up the second time, it was 11, so I still had about an hour until Adriana woke up. Ariana was awake beside me but no longer cuddled into my side. She had rolled to the edge of her bed and was now glued to her phone.

   I sat up and opened snapchat, hoping to catch my best friend before her band practice. There was now a 3 hour time difference, and talking to her had proved to be increasingly hard. I could never catch her at the right time.

   "Oh, hey! Good morning," Ariana said in an adorable and hot raspy voice.

   "Hey," I said back, blushing at my thoughts.

   "I didn't want to wake you," she paused and smiled slightly. "You looked like you were pretty content. However.... Want to go make breakfast?"

   I laughed and nodded. "I'm starving."

   "Even after that snack?" She asked and winked. I blushed immensely.

   "W-What do you mean?" I stuttered out. Did she mean the kiss?