I wake up to payton playing with my hair. My head was on his chest and my arm was wrapped around him. I jump back and got off the bed. No no no no no. I started to mumble and I could see a small tiny smirk on Payton's face. Payton!i yelled.
WHY WOULD YOU LET ME DO THAT.
I was comfortable. And it was nice having a moment where you didnt hate me. He replied
Omg your so annoying! I scream and left the room.
I went to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror. Yikes im looking a bit rough. I said parting my hair so it looked okay.
I used the bathroom and went to Payton's room. He was changing his clothes.
What are you doing? I asked
Oh I'm going to meet my friends. Wanna come with me? He asked as he slid a muscle shirt on.
Um no I'm good. I say and flopped on the bed.
But we are getting chic-f -
Before he could finish his sentence I already knew what he was about to say. Oh yes then okay I'm coming!
I grab my clothes and walk to the bathroom to change
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I want back to the living room where Payton was and he looked at me and whistled.
