A Simple Favor

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Y/N POV

After dinner, which was surprisingly much less awkward than I though it was going to be, I helped Blake clean up the dishes and the kitchen before we moved to her living room to watch a movie. 

We started out sitting next to one another, about a foot of space between us. "So..." I started, turning to look at her. "Was this our first date?" The blonde smiled widley. "I think so-if that's alright with you?" Her tone became a bit unsure, causing me to chuckle at her cuteness. 

"Of course." Her smile became even wider and my response. "What would you like to watch darling?"

"Doesn't matter to me, I'm alright with anything." After a couple minutes of movie surfing, we decided on the 2011 version of Footloose. I had never seen the original one, nor this new one, so I wasn't really sure what to expect. I sat there, feeling a little uncomfortable and not knowing what to do with my hands. 

Blake must have sensed how I was feeling, because she scooped me into her arms and laid me down in her lap, against her chest. "Is this okay?" She asked quietly in my ear. I nodded and craned my head up so I could look her in the eyes. "It's perfect." I pressed a light kiss to her neck and then moved back to watch the movie.

About halfway through, I began to fall asleep. My eyes felt super heavy and my mind would drift off. I tried my hardest to stay awake, but when Blake began to comb her fingers through my hair, I was a goner. 

"Go to sleep baby." She murmured. Her voice was soft and relaxing, and I fell right asleep. 

When I woke up the next morning, it took me a few moments to figure out where I was. I was in Blake's bed, and it smelled deliciously of her. However, Blake herself was not in the bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. My hair probably looked like shit, but I didn't care. This was the freest I've felt since....well, since forever. 

Blake's side of the bed was cold, but I could hear some noises coming from the kitchen. I hoped out of bed and walked to the en suite to do my business. My hair actually was not as bad as I thought it was. I didn't bother trying to fix it, and I headed to the kitchen.

Blake was busy making pancakes, and she didn't notice when I entered. I sneaked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I felt her body tense and I giggled. 

"Jesus Y/N, you scared me!" She said, laughing and turning in my arms so we were face to face. "Sorry." I said grinning. I leaned into her embrace and she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into her chest. I inhaled her scent, the scent that signified home to me. A new home. 

Home. Something I had never really had. Not even when my dad was still with us did I have it. I never felt loved or connected with my parents. My mom worked all the time, my father was a drunk son of a bitch. I never had any brothers or sisters or siblings, thank god. I wouldn't be able to handle knowing that someone else in my family had to deal with what I did. Cameron was the only person I could depend on. She had stuck with me since I was a kid, and she became my support system. As I grew older though, as selfish as it sounds, it wasn't enough. 

I realized that I needed someone who I could depend on, and someone who could depend on me. Someone I could give my love to, and someone who could gift their love to me. I had only known Blake for a few months, but in the time that I have gotten to know her, my opinions on my life have changed quite drastically. I used to think that I'd never find someone. But...maybe it was Blake who found me.

"What are you thinking about?" Blake asked, my head still buried in her chest, her strong arms still wrapped around me. I took a shaky breath, suddenly feeling quite emotional.

"Blake..." I started, my voice coming out as a whisper. "Yeah?" 

"Can I ask you something?" 

"Anything."

I pulled away just enough so my eyes could meet hers. "Will you promise me....will you promise me that no matter what happens, you won't leave me? If this doesn't work out, promise me we'll stay friends." I could feel a tear slip from my eye and spill down my cheek. Immediately, Blake's thumb came up and gently wiped away the tear. I felt as though I was about to go swimming for the first time, and I could either trust the water, and trust myself, or thrash about helplessly. I wasn't sure which one would happen once I decided to take the leap, but I felt that I could trust Blake, and I did. With my life. 

More than anything, the one thing I wouldn't be able to deal with is if I lost Blake completely. God forbid shit hit the fan, I wouldn't be able to deal with her walking out of my life. 

I felt the familiar vibration in Blake's chest, and I could tell she was laughing slightly. However, when she spoke, I could hear the tears in her voice. 

"Only if you promise me the same." A watery grin broke out on my face.

"I promise." I told her.

"I promise." She said, pulling me impossibly closing and pressing our lips together. After a few seconds, I smelled something burning.

"Shit! The pancakes!"