☀︎︎𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑧𝑎ℎ - 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 ☀︎︎

❣︎𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 27❣︎

I froze in place, my eyes widening. He loved me? Of course I loved him back, but what would that mean? My mind rushed a thousand miles per second. I saw Hamzahs expression falter.

"I'm sorry. I mean- I know it's sudden and you don't love me back and I don't know what I was thin-"

"Hamzah," I said softly. He looked up at me, with wide eyes.

"I love you too." He looked at my face and started to smile. It was contagious, as a smile creeped onto m face too. He put a hand on my check and leaned in, kissing my lips. I put my hands in the familiar spot in his messy hair. We kissed for as long as we had until I needed to pull away for air. I smiled and held his hand. I was really happy I had done that. But something still lingered in my mind.

"Why were you acting weird earlier?" I asked. I saw his face fall. I was incredibly confused.

"You love me, right?" He asked.

"Of course," I said, confused. He looked down and played with my fingers.

"Ah- it's stupid. Never mind."

"No it's not," I said. "Please?" I asked. He looked back up into my eyes.

"You wouldn't- haven't, ever..cheated on me. Right?" He asked. I felt awful. That must be why he was acting so weird.

"I would never," I said firmly. I saw him give a small smile.

"It's just that, why would someone as pretty- beautiful as you, ever.. fall in love with me?" He asked. I almost laughed out loud.

"I'm lucky that I even know you. Dating you is a dream. I don't deserve you. You're too perfect," I said. He smiled and poked my arm.

"Nope. It's the other way around," He said. I poked him back.

"Wrong."

We eventually fell asleep, limbs tangled up in each other and my head on his chest after talking for what felt like hours before we went to sleep. We had talked about anything and everything, and I had to admit we also did do lots of kissing. I had assured Hamzah that the text I had gotten was actually Susan, and had to show the messages, which was embarrassing.

Susan: GIRL TIMOTHEE JUDT POSTED THIS IS NOT A DRILLL
Me: he looks like a sick victorian child
Susan: miss girl what
Susan: did you just insult the literal hottest person on earth?
Me: bye susan
Susan: i hate u 🥰🥰🥰💖💕❤️

Hamzah had laughed but I was incredibly embarrassed. We had just cuddled after that and chatted about our futures and our past. Eventually we must have fallen asleep.

I woke up to Hamzah shifting in his spot. I slowly blinked my eyes open, still tired. I was laying almost exactly on top of him, my arms wrapped around his torso and my head on his chest.

"Good morning princess," He said, giving me a cheeky smile as I glared at him. I rolled over to get off, but didn't realize that next to him was the end of the bed.

"Ow!" I yelped as I fell off. I heard Hamzah chuckle.

"This isn't funny, i'm hurt," I said dramatically, staying on the floor. I started to close my eyes again, hoping for an extra couple minutes of sleep before arms wrapped around me and I was thrown over a shoulder. I squealed as Hamzah carried me across the room and into the bathroom, dropping me so I was sitting on the sink.