1:32 AM
The only sound that can be heard in my room was my pen writing and pages being flip.
“So quiet” I mutters to myself and laugh softly, well of course it's already 1:32 Am and who's stupid would still be awake at this hour— well that stupid is me.
I have been studying and sitting here for about 11 hours without stopping. I stretch and yawn as my eyes finally gave up.
My bedroom door creak and I think someone get in as I heard a footsteps walking towards me. It lean down wanting to whisper on my ears. This person or maybe ghost— I hope not. It was clearly teasing me right now.
“Pfft- so stubborn as usual”
That's a guy's voice. He planted a kiss on my forehead and then carried me like a princess towards the bed, I was put on the bed softly. He patted my head and lay beside me; wrapping his arms around my waist while nuzzling on my neck while calling my name. I was too tired and sleepy to even open my eyes and look who it was. AHHH! I don't care who it was. I just want to sleep.
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MORNING
I was awoken by the sunlight poking my eyes. I groan and pull the blanket to my head as I turned to the other side still keeping my eye shut.
'Sunlight's are so annoying'
I think to myself for 1 second before someone pulled the blanket off my face and playfully opened my eyes. W-who dare?!. I opened my eyes and saw Conor stifle a laugh. I was gritting my teeth at him when he greeted me good morning with a bright smile "Pfft-" That snap me out.
I pounce on him and pinch his cheeks, how dare he play with me early in the morning! But instead of being annoyed by me pinching his cheeks, his face was flushed red. WAIT WHAT?!
He cleared his throat with a blush on his face and that made me realise that I was straddling on his stomach. Is this morning can get any worse? I was literally shouting internally but I keep it cool and flick his forehead as I get off of him and sat on the bed. He also do the same and lean his head on my shoulder.
“Yska, morning!!!” He greeted me again, his head on my shoulder while saying it with a bright smile smeared across that handsome face of his that was perfectly proportioned. I nudge his head that was leaning on my shoulder wanting to shake it off from my shoulder. I was mad, embarrassed and was being childish. But who cares? like literally WHO CARES?!.
“Yska are you still upset?” This is why I am always annoyed, he knew! he knew, yet he was still asking me! I wanna smack his head so badly.
“Am I being too obvious?” I sarcastically asked him but he giggles and nods and shake his head. HUH? what the fuck was wrong with him? AHHHRGGG!! My screaming self in my head was interrupted when he pecked my lips.
"Ha? Conor, are you trying to make me forgive you with that?” He shake his head and nod. My annoyance was visible on my face while I was looking at him and this fucker just laugh at me!!! ARHHGG!!!
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SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY BRAIN!!! AHHHHH!!!
