0.7 ↔ Disconnected

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twenty second of july 

We lay in bed, his arms wrapped lightly around me. I could feel his hot breath hitting the back of my neck as he fell into a deep sleep.

I looked over my shoulder occasionally, taking in his undeniable beauty.

Sometimes I wondered why he hadn't yet asked me to be his girlfriend. We acted so in love, and I knew I was. But I couldn't quite tell whether he felt the same or not.

And, as I felt his hands around my waist, it almost felt like he was counting the hills across the sheets.

And it hurt, knowing that the one person I was so in love with sometimes felt so disconnected.

Like I could tell that there was so much about him that he had yet to tell me, and knowing that frustrated the fuck out of me.

And I wanted so so fucking much, to know that he shared the same amount of love for me as I did for him.

So I took it all in, I nuzzled myself in closer to him, letting my hands rest on his long monkey arms and stuffed my head into the pillow.

"I love you to the moon and back." I said softly.

"And I love you from pluto and back." I heard a soft voice reply.

And, smiling, I slowly drifted into a sweet sleep.

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IM SO SORRY FOR BEING SO INACTIVE WITH THIS FANFIC UGH I FEEL LIKE NO ONE EVEN READS THIS IM SO SORRY.

So yeah Camila Cabello is going to be Henna because shes fucking gorgeous and I think her and Ashton would be really cute together irl oops. Im gonna try to be more active with this fanfic so yeah ♥

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