Chapter 27

"Good morning, princess." I hear a muffled voice say in my ear, the owner of it shifting wherever we are. An arm goes around my waist, tightening, and I feel a body press onto the back of mine. It half wakes me up, but the heat is relaxing so I'm not really disturbed by it. In response I let out a groan, even though I'm smiling, and snuggle in the sheets. Usually I can't stand body heat, especially under heavy duvets like this one, but for some reason this person's doesn't bother me, it's actually making me fall into sleep's comforting arms. It sends tingles through my body, but it doesn't alarm me, it makes me want to lean into the person, I feel safe. I stay there, half awake, half asleep, but still dreaming. I can hear the light sound of cars passing by, the slow breathing of the person beside me, but I can also hear children laughing and wind. I can see the other children play with me, while I run through endless green fields. I lock eyes with a boy, he looks so pure and so innocent, I just want to go there and hug him. He kind of reminds me of Tyler, same blonde hair, same blue eyes, same expression. His hair is just maybe slightly shorter. I change direction so I can run beside him, and when I'm near he takes the hand I held out for him. We keep laughing and running and playing with all the other kids.

The body moves away from me and I fall on my back, but I'm still smiling, still dreaming. I'm asleep but aware. It feels like they're on top of me but I can't be sure and it seems I can't bring myself to care. But the tingles are weaker, since they're not touching me anymore, so I kind of wish we stayed as we were before.

"God, you're absolutely stunning even when you sleep." They let out a laugh that seems normal for a guy but low-pitched for a girl, the voice sounds like a female one though. This kind of grabs my attention. "How? Ava was right, you do look good every single second. I wish I were a pretty sleeper. I kind of wished I could do cute things to you too, but I don't know if you'd want that. You always seem to go a bit against me, but don't think I don't notice you blush." Another laugh. "When you blush it just makes me want to push your buttons, it makes me want to make you do more than just blushing. I hate to admit it to myself. I don't want to get hurt. I don't want to have feelings. I don't know. At the same time I doubt you, and I don't want to. My head says 'She blushes because you're you, you're the one having this effect on her" but my insecurities say 'No, it's just because of who you were in Italy. She sees you that way and she won't stop, not even when she gets to know the real you' and believe me, I am trying to get you to know me, but I'm scared, I don't want everyone to know me like that the way they did at the time. I don't know, it's stupid. And I kind of wish you were awake right now, but I am also grateful you're sleeping." I hear the laugh again, smaller than the others though. Once the person lies down beside me again, my mind goes back to the fields and the children. And then everything goes black.

"You really aren't a morning person, huh?" The mattress dips and I hear the sound of cutlery. Shit. I sit up straight and almost spill my all the content Savannah's put on a portable table for me. Fuck.

"School." I say, eyes wide. I can feel my hair folding itself in awkward angles and my eyes are wide, they probably got bags too. there's a ninety percent chance I look absolutely crazy.

"We got a day off, remember?" I relax a little. Then remember where I am.

"Oh fuck, not this again." I grumble, falling back onto the pillow.

"What? I already told you I enjoy it." Savannah's voice sounds serious and maybe slightly hurt? Nah, it's my non-functioning-in-the-morning brain. So I let out a hoarse sound.

"Mama needs food?" I hear her say and I sit up immediately again. I get dizzy and my vision gets blurred but I recover quicker than usual. I heard food.

I grab my fork and stuff as much bacon and eggs in my mouth as I can.

"Jesus, I always said I don't care how the girl I date eats, but calm down, you're either going to choke or explode. Give your stomach a rest."

"I already did while sleeping. That's why breakfast is called break-fast, you break your fasting. I thought you were smarter than that." I say while chewing, not really caring about what she thinks of me. Okay, maybe I do a little, but food's more important. Oh wait, what about her?

"Where's your breakfast? Also, why English Breakfast? Last time I checked we were in L.A."

"I already ate and I remember hearing you telling Mitch you loved English Breakfast so I thought I'd make you some." Oh. I do remember telling him that. I didn't notice her anywhere though.

"Oh, wow. Thanks." I am kind of stunned.

She just smiles and sits beside me, her back against the wall. I keep on eating, but I feel like I'm having a kind of déjà vu. Oh. The body going back to its original position after talking to me. OH. She was the body. Fuck, what did she say? I remember I was paying attention and she said something about home, but I don't remember anything else. I remember really liking it. I try to let it back into my mind but I just can't.

"You know, Ava and the girls really enjoyed your company. Jane too, even if she shows the opposite."

Oh, yeah. Now I remember. It wasn't her, right? She was talking about feelings. It couldn't have been her.