mine. - johannie.

32 | truth

"Thank you."

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A n n i e

I woke up to feel arms around my waist.

I look at who it was and it was Johnny.

Still asleep.

I smile crept onto my face.

Why does he have to be so cute when he's asleep?

The bed shifts and I tried to close my eyes again.

"Staring isn't nice, you know." He suddenly spoke.

I smile and remember the things he said to me last night.

My eyes flutter open and I look at him.

His eyes open and they look straight into my eyes.

"Not with happened to you last night." I scoffed.

He closes his eyes again and snuggles his head into the crook of my neck.

"You were drunk, Johnny." I reminded him.

He snuggles into me more until he was on top of me.

"Johnny." I spat.

He lifts his head up.

"Who brought me here?" He asks.

"I- uh- me." I stutter.

"You went to the party?" He asks.

"Y-yeah..." I reply. "But just to pick you up, though."

He snuggles into me until he suddenly stops.

He realizes what he was doing and he suddenly sits up. "Oh shit, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine." I reply as I sit up myself.

"Who told you to come get me?" He asks.

"M-Maddie." I tell him. "She said you were drunk. Like- really drunk."

"Shit..." He mumbles. "I'm so sorry."

"No, really, it's fine." I tell him. "You didn't do anything weird, except for breaking the glass-"

"Wait, what?" He asks with a shocked tone. "Shit, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. I mean, I get it." I tell him.

Silence filled the air

"I- I should get going..." He tells me before standing up.

I stood up to stop him. "No, wait."

He looks at me.

Silence filled the air for quite some time.

"Why?" He asks