Waking Up

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I enter Hayes room and he is still sleeping. I guess he woke up becuase now he's on the bed. I check the time on my phone. It's 12:07pm. I decide to take a picture of him for Twitter. As soon as I'm posting the picture I feel two hands grab and pull me down. Those hands belong to Hayes. His hand travel to my waist and he holds me tightly. It's actually pretty comfortable. I face him and his eyes flutter open.

"Good morning beautiful" he says

"Good morning" I say while blushing.

I look into his beautiful eyes and he looks into mine. We stay like that for a while just admiring eachother.

"What are the guys doing?" He asks

"Apparently they're trying to make pancakes" I say giggling.

He smiles and I realize that he has the most beautiful smile ever.

"Abby?"

"Yeah?"

He smirks and sits up. I stand up and he intertwined our hands together.

"If you looked up incredibly beautiful in the dictionary there would be a picture of you" he says in a soft whisper.

His sweet words cuases me to get butterflies in my stomach and I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks.

"Cliché but nice" I say smiling

Your really beautiful you just don't see it" he says frowning a little.

He pecks my cheek as we walk downstairs still holding hands.

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