THIRTEEN

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I woke up slowly, feeling drowsy I heard Jack and Finn arguing quietly outside on the balcony of the room. Finn waved his arms around before Jack walked back into the room carefully opening the glass screen door so he wouldn't wake me.

But I already was awake. He noticed my eyes were open "hey babe, good morning." he smiled and softly kissed me after crawling on the bed.

"Good morning" I smiled "what was going on with you and Finn?" I wondered

"He was mad that I texted him to not come back into the room until we were finished." He says

Then I remembered what happened, my legs began to cramp and I felt sore "ow" I whimpered I was very sensitive, physically and emotionally.

"Are you ok?" His face was plastered with worry as he rubbed my stomach slowly in small circular motions.

"No, it's my thighs and hips that hurt" I whine "not my stomach," I tell him.

"Wow I was a little rough I guess" he chuckled

"It was my first time, I didn't know I'd be hurting afterwards..." I mumbled

Finn came inside and looked at us both "should I leave again?" He asks

"No, Finn you're fine here." I assure "he's just taking care of me after last night."

"As she should be doing," Finn replies with "anyways, I'm going to get some breakfast are you guys coming or you just going to get room service?"

Jack and I looked at one another "room service."

"Yeah, room service." Jack copies what I just said

"Alright, see you guys later. Make sure you have plan B or birth control" he winks before exiting the room.

Jack sent him a glare and then turned back to me "I've tested for diseases and the results were clear - I'm not tested positive, plus we were safe with protection."

"Yeah I am too, I just want some breakfast," I say

He nods and grabs the hotel room phone, paging room service he told them what he wanted and then what I wanted since I was taking too long looking at the menu.

"Now, we wait" he gets up from the bed and goes to the bathroom soon returning with a hot water bottle and some water for me.

"Thank you" I smiled "you're the best."

"Of course, I love you and I just always want you to know it. Need anything else?" He asks

"Uhh, can you grab my phone from my charger? It's over by the TV" I point towards the outlet where my phone is plugged in.

"Ok" he grabs it and hands it to me then reaches for his phone, "here" laying down beside me again "thank you again" I rest my head on him as we sit in comfortable silence waiting for our food. "Of course" he kisses my head.

I scrolled through Instagram, quickly got bored of that so I then looked at everyone's stories on my friends' list on Snapchat, I see Millie's as she and Emmy were doing some sort of painting with watercolours and then another snap following up saying goodnight to her story at around 8:00 PM.

There was a knock at the door, Jack jumped up off of the bed and walked to the door giving the guy money and most likely a tip he came back to the bed and set our food down carefully.

"This looks really good." I set my phone down on the nightstand beside me and start to pick at my breakfast.

"Yeah" he agrees "it was like $50"

"You paid for it all?" My eyes widened, I was shocked that he would spend that much money on the both of us especially for a meal.

"Well, $35 before taxes plus a tip." He explains "but don't worry about it, I'll do anything for you. This is the least I could do" he smiled and kissed me.

"You may be a dumb boy sometimes, but I always fall more in love with you everyday" I blush

"Are you blushing?" He teases poking my cheek "you look so cute blushing babygirl"

"Babygirl? That's new" I laughed

"Eh, I mean you wanted me to call you that last night" he chuckled I got flustered at it "true..."

Covering my face "ahhh I still feel so weird about that, I've never even seen that part of me before"

"Don't worry, I loved it." He assured smirking "you were hot."

"Thanks" I rubbed his thigh

"That's my thing" he rested his hand on my thigh as well I giggled softly "You like it"

"I do"

"Me too"

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