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Amelia's POV

His house was a perfect reflection of him, filled with black furniture with a splash of white and grey every where.

I was currently in his room, which was filled with scent he was on the bed with me straddling in his lap, his head in the crook of my neck. Everytime he held me it I felt as if he was holding me together, our actions louder than any words we could develop to say.

My eyes caught the time and I pulled away slightly to catch a glimpse of his face.

"It's 5:47," I informed him, I was slighty shocked by the time since we had been here since 1, but in reality it didn't feel that long.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"No I'm fine," I whispered snuggling into him, loving the warmth he emitted.

"I love seeing you like this," he said referring to his T-shirt that I was wearing.

"And I love wearing them, I sometimes sit around and try to figure out what cologne is on it," I confessed and he chuckled kissing my forehead.

"Amelia," he said and I began laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked amused shifting to look at me.

"Because anytime you call my name, you're about to ask a question or request something," I told him and he chuckled pulling me closer to him.

"Well I am about to request something,"

"And what is that Mr Persons?"

"I want you to move in with me, " he whispered and I was torn between laughing and-

"Tomorrow," he added and I sat there thinking it over, it's not like I didn't think about it numerous times.

It's the fear of rushing into things.

But

It was a risk I was willing to take, to be able to wake up to him everyday and fall asleep in his arms. The thought had happiness rushing throughout me.

"Okay," I whispered and I heard him chuckling behind me.

"What's so funny now?"

"I just expected more of an battle, I was prepared to tie to my headboard," he commented making me laugh.

"It's a good thing I agreed," I said amused and he smiled as my phone buzzed, I moved out of his lap grabbing my phone off the nightstand.

"Who is it?" He asked turning to face me as I placed my phone back already reading the message I got.

"Mari, my hairdresser,"

"Cutting your hair again?" He asked as I moved back over to him.

"Yeah," I whispered snuggling into his chest, he wrapped his arms around my waist as his other hand buried it self in my hair.

"When?"

"Tomorrow,"

"Can I come?"

"You want to come to the hair salon with me?"

"Yeah,"He replied and I smiled leaning over, pecking his lips.

"What time is your appointment?" He asked softly.

"9:30, why?"

"I wanted to show you the apartment I picked, if you don't like it we don't have to live there it's ju-"

"I'm sure I'll love it, Xavier," I whispered and he leaned forward kissing me softly.

"I'll be able to fuck you whenever I please once we move in together," he whispered against my lips amused making me slap his chest.