Chappie 34
It's so warm. The soft lull of a beating heart which echoes in my ears. The dark is a blanket which kisses us. A soft mummer of a word in sleep. His heat which warms my very soul. I know I will never feel like this again. Even if I'm unsure how I truly feel, I know without a doubt Clay means a lot to me. I finally understand how you can miss someone even when you're cradled up against them. A kiss rests on my forehead and the soft words of his love for me rings in the room, and suddenly love doesn't seem cheesy, or embarrassing. It seems perfect. The most beautiful thing in the world, I would not swap this moment of time for anything. I would not.... "Scarlett! God, wake up!" Flynn shouts and throws something at me, "You two were basically making out asleep!" I pick up what he's thrown at
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