Chapter 13-Sleep over

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Y/n p.o.v
I woke up in my bed, Jamal on the pillow next to me and my phone was ringing. I sat up and answered the call. "Mm...hello?" I said. "Hi, Y/n, Mrs Tempata speaking." Mrs Tempata said, my neighbour. "Hi Mrs Tempata. Is anything wrong?" I asked. "Um, I just wanted to inform you that I will be calling the police because I saw a strange man enter your house." She said, worried. I sat up and felt fear rise up inside of me. "Don't worry dear. I can hear you are becoming scared." Mrs Tempata said. I listened and heard a cupboard open in the kitchen then heard rummaging. I rolled my eyes and relaxed. "Don't worry Mrs Tempata...it's just my boyfriend." I said, putting on my slippers. "Your boyfriend? Are you sure?" She asked. I listened again and heard one of the bowls being taken out. "I am sure." "You have an odd one don't you...well then, I'll tell the police that it was a false alarm...oh nevermind, Harold is still trying to call them anyways." I laughed softly and said,"He is different...thank you for being so concerned about me." "Your welcome dear. Enjoy your day."

I went downstairs and saw Elijah sitting by the table with a bowl of Cookie Crisps. He saw me and smiled. "Hello Y/n. Sleep well?" He asked. I couldn't help but smirk when I saw his smile. "Elijah, you have to stop coming to my house just to eat cereal. My neighbour saw you and wanted to call the cops." I said, making myself a bowl. "Why?" "She said she saw a strange man enter my house." "I am not strange." I rolled my eyes and said," Sure Elijah." He laughed and I sat next to him.

I went to shower and got dressed while Elijah laid on my couch and watched TV.

"You look nice." He said while looking at me. "I am just wearing an oversized sweater and tights." I said, confused. "That doesn't mean you can't look nice." He said. I smiled and sat next to him.

"So, I was thinking, that we could have a sleep over. I can bring a sleeping bag and you can bring a sleeping bag and we can sleep in the living room." Elijah said excitedly. I smirked and said,"Alright. As long as you do a face mask with me." "A face mask?" "Yeah. But like those peel off ones." "Why though?" He asked. "Oh come on! Then it will be a real sleep over!" I exclaimed. Elijah looked at me with a raised eyebrow then said,"Okay. I'll do it, I mean, it will make my face feel nice. Won't it?" "Yep. It will also take out any black heads, if you have any." I said. He looked at me in confusion and I said,"You don't have to worry about that."

Time past by and Elijah left quickly to get his sleeping bag and while he was gone, I began to prepare. I got snacks out, the face mask packets where there, my sleeping bag was ready and I was in my pj's already.

I went upstairs to get Jamal when I heard the doorbell.

I put Jamal by my sleeping bag and went to open the door. Elijah stood there with his sleeping back and had on comfortable pj's already. "Okay. I think I have everything I need." He said with a smile. I kissed him and we went inside.

I brang the snacks inside and I saw Elijah with a smirk on his face. He pulled out a bottle of wine and I returned the smirk and went back into the kitchen to get wine glasses. "But we not going to drink ourselves silly." I said as I set the glasses down. "Of course not."

Elijah and I sat back to back on the floor, uncontrollably laughing. We had the face masks one and we were eating the snacks.

"I am serious Y/n. I can't get the mask off!" Elijah wailed. "That's because you are pulling your cheek that doesn't have any face mask on." I said. He began laughing and I joined in with the laughter and we fell on the floor, still laughing.

"Elijah...I feel like...crap." I said as I laid on the couch. "Ugh...we said we weren't going to drink ourselves silly." He groaned as he laid on the floor, rubbing his eyes. "Where is the bottle anyway?" I asked, lifting only my head up. "It's in the backyard...I went to put it on the lawn after I saw a raccoon." He said.

Ten o'clock, we both felt better and laid in our sleeping bags while talking softly.
"Y/n, my face feels soft." Elijah said. "That's good. It's supposed to feel like that." I said, feeling my own cheek. "It's nice. Do you want to touch my cheek?" He asked. "Uh...sure." I said, confused again with this man. He rolled over until he was right next to me. I stuck my arm out and felt his face. "It feels really nice." I said. "Mmmm..." He said as he rolled back. "Are you tired?" I asked. "Yes." "Then go to sleep." I said. "No...." He said and after a few moments, I was left in silence and darkness when  he fell asleep. I chuckled to myself and fell asleep not to long after.

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