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"let's get to sleep. You need it" I say.

He gets under the covers and rests on his right side with his head out the soft pillow, facing me.

"I need you" he says, getting closer to my face.

"I'm here" I answer kissing his chin. He closes his eyes and after a couple of minutes he falls asleep. His eyes look heavy and tired.

He's going to have to face a tough thing and I am worried about how he is goign to make it. I can see how much he cares about him by the way his tears were forming in his eyes at just the thought of his dad.

He said he needs me.

He doesn't...he just feels lost and needs somebody to comfort him. Even if it isn't me.

I wish I could help him, but I know myself and even if I try my best I know that I won't be able to help him. I want to try my best for him but I am worried I'll just hurt him more.

A broken heart can't fix a broken heart because hurt people hurt people.

I hear Grayson snoring and I smile.

I slowly touch his naked shoulder,caressing it and his snoring gets lighter at every breath he takes.

It feels like my touch calms him down.

I don't fall asleep, I just keep stearing at his features.

His chin is so cute, his eyebrows are really uncombed but still look beautiful, his eyelashes are so long that make his closed eyes look like baby's eyes.

I keep on playing with his hair and run the tips of my fingers over his shoulder and toned arms.

He looks like and angel. I take my phone form behind me and take the best picture I think I'll ever have of Grayson.

 I take my phone form behind me and take the best picture I think I'll ever have of Grayson

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I place my phone on the nightstand again and make myself comfortable under the covers.

Grayson moves as he feels me moving on the bed and he hugs my waist. His pefume is litterally the only thing I can smell now.

I think I'll never get tired of this. I keep on looking at him, just like I did for the past 10 minutes, but minute by minute my eyes get heavier and I fall asleep under his touch.

*next morning*

I feel my eyes open and there's no light around the room. I try to look at the clock placed above the white door and see that it is 5.55.

I groan and make my head fall on the pillow agaun, causin Grayson to wake up. I look at him ,feeling sorry for waking him up.

He barely opens his eyes and looks at me.

"I'm sorry" I smile with an apologizing face.

He smiles, doesn't talk but puts his arm around my waist instead and brings my body over his. I am now nearly all over his warm, naked body.

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