Joe’s P.O.V
It was close to midday, Amaya still hadn’t stirred. I decided that she had slept long enough and I would go wake her up, preparing myself for the worst cause she has said more than once she can’t handle hangovers. I made sure to take water and pain killers with me, they would be her saving grace. I would take food but not sure if she would be in the mood for eating, depends how she is feeling. I headed through, sitting the water and pain killers to the side and climbed onto the bed. I kissed her forehead, a cute whimper falling from her lips but she never woke up. I chuckled to myself, kissing the tip of her nose and then her cheek, eventually pecking her lips.
“Sleeping…go away.” She groaned
“I have think you have slept long enough beautiful, it is nearly midday.” I laug
