I've been sitting alone in my cabin for a few hours now. After Noah and I talked at the dock he went back to his cabin and Morgan's been hanging out with Connor.I tried to convince him he should come back to camp after but he just kept saying that he couldn't. I have a feeling he's going to be a depressed wreck after the funeral.
It's 9 Pm right now and I'm laying on my bed in a cabin, alone. I wish someone would come in here. But curfew isn't until 11.
And just then the two bitches who share this cabin with us walk in.
The taller one looks at me with a puppy dog face and says, "Are you all alone, Did your boyfriend break up with you?"
The two of them laugh, and I ignore them.
"She probably just got rejected." The shorter one smirks.
"Why are you back so early? Did your one night stand cancel?" I ask with a smile on my face and that shut them up. They left the cabin speechless.
I decide I'm just going to go to bed early, so I snuggle up with the light jacket I took from Noah and close my eyes.
"Linds? Are you asleep already?"
I slowly open my eyes and see Morgan hovering above me. I check my phone it's barely 11:30.
"Yeah." I mumble.
"I figured you'd be with Noah trying to help him or whatever."
"There's nothing I can do about this Morg." I reply closing my eyes again.
"Why? What happened?" She asks while se sits down on the side of my bed.
"I don't want to talk about it, but he's leaving camp." I murmur.
""No way!?" Morgan cries out. "You can't let him leave you were meant to be with each other. Even though it's been 2 days."
I shrug then nudge her off my bed, she sticks her tongue out at me and climbs up to her part of the bed. I guess the other two already came in because they were sound asleep in their beds.
I lay on my back staring up at the bottom of the top bunk because I can't sleep. I've just got too much on my mind.
I check my clock after what seems like hours of me just laying there.
12:02 AM.
Maybe Noah's still up, I wonder if we can just chill until I get tired. I take the risk and quietly step off of my bed throw on the hoodie I stole from him and run of the cabin. I dash to his, and very quietly open the door.
He's already asleep. His facial features are so soft when he's asleep. He looks so peaceful.
I lay next to him, my face only inches from his.
I smile at how cute and adorable he is when he's sleeping.
I get out of bed, grab the extra blanket on the chair, then crawl in bed next to him but this time I face the other way.
I lay there listening to the steady tick tock of the clock on the wall.
10 minutes later I'm still awake but something changes, I can feel Noah's arms wrapping around me pulling me closer and taking my hand in his.
"Sweet Dreams Beautiful." He gently whispers into my ear.
I close my eyes with a smile on my face.
