KYLIE’s POV
I don’t know why I expected him to be at my side when I woke up when I was the one who asked him to give me space. When I was the one who asked to be just friends.
But I woke up feeling the distance regardless. He was sleeping on the couch, one of my little pink blankets covering only a portion of him.
He made quite the picture. A cute one to be exact.
But The sight of him like that, and the memory of last night, had me second guessing if maybe I had not been too rash with him these past couple of days. And if I was being honest with myself, I think it was safe to say that I had missed him. I had missed having him in my space.
“So, are you going to keep staring, or are you going to ask me what I’d like for breakfast?” He asked and I gasped. His eyes were still closed.
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