Treat You Better
I stayed at the guys' house for another day. My parents would never know this, I sent them reassuring texts otherwise while they were on vacation. It was their anniversary after all. I missed both of them, it's been lonely in that sense but I still had my friends and Kian. I woke up that Sunday morning in the spare bed room at the boys' house. The comfy bed was occupied by 2. Me on the left and Kian to my right. "Kian." I moaned as I felt his strong arms were wrapped on my stomach. His blondish, fluffed up, hair was immediately slicked back as Kian woke up. "Rosi, you didn't go home?" He said removing his hands, lifting his head, and sitting up. I wasn't the most presentable, my messy straight hair was now a bit wavy and I had a bit of black under my eyes left over from the other night
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