Because I couldn't
And because you could.
 

It all started on a Monday in early July. The first thing I noticed when I woke up was him laying by my side, tangled in the white sheets. My eyes slowly opened, taking in the sunlight streaming from the windows and his sleeping face next to mine. His eyelids fluttered. His chest slowly rose and fell with his breathing, memories from yesterday floating into my mind. He is so absolutely beautiful. I thought before turning my head to stare at the walls and raising my arms to my head, rubbing my eyes and wiggling my toes from underneath the covers. 
A new day.
My stomach grumbled as I got out of bed and made my way downstairs to the kitchen in my underwear and oversized t-shirt. Opening the windows, I turned on the radio full blast, and began to make eggs. I let my hair down and danced around the kitchen as I added spices and pepper to the pan of eggs resting on the stove. It was when I was turning off the stove, when two firm hands grabbed me by the waist and twisted me around.
Two soft lips met mine.
"Good morning beautiful," He whispered in my ear.
"Well hello there sleepy head." I smiled. Suddenly I wasn't so hungry anymore.
"You made eggs?"
"Yes." I smiled and then slipped away from his grasp to grab a fork from the chore. "Are you hungry?"
"Not really. But I would of made breakfast."
"No no no. No need." I took a bite from of the eggs straight from the pan.
He watched me, smiling. His flawless skin glowing and his messy brown hair tangled ontop his head, I wished I could wake up to this every morning.



This was just part one! I'll do more later, i promise. i know it doesn't reveal much of the story so far but this is just the very start. i have to go to bed now considering it is 3:31 in the morning. tell me what you think!