Behind the Scenes // Stenbrough {COMPLETED}

Fifty-Seven

—Friday 8:12 am

"Bill?" "Hmm?" My eyes flutter open. A confused look sketched on Stanley's face.

"When did you get here? You can't be laying here. You're dating Will remember?" He backs away slowly.

"S-Sorry." "How did you get here anyway?" "I uh...I w-woke up and got worried. S-So I came in here. You grabbed onto me and we laid down and f-fell asleep."

"You're a bad liar you know that right?" He giggles. "Why'd you wake up?" "Nightmare..." "Oh...did I die?" I nod my head gently as he hugs me, scratching my bare back gently.

"I'm okay. Didn't mean to scare you." I snuggle into him, he leans back gently.

"We gotta go to set in a bit." "I know...I don't wanna." His heartbeat thumps quietly as he holds onto me.

"Let's go make breakfast." "I d-don't wanna get up." "What about pancakes?" "F-Fine," I hover over him. "Come to o-on... let's go." I blush slightly. "I don't wanna." He pulls my back down, cuddling me.

"I thought you wanted-" "Nope." He giggles scratching my back slightly.

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"S-Shit Stan. I can't be late." I say pulling my pants up, he sits drinking his coffee silently.

"What?" He shrugs, pulling his shirt on.

No, we didn't hook up. Get your mind out of the gutter. I'm 'dating' Will. Remember?

"That's my s-shirt." "So what?" "I need it." "You have others in my closet."

"Y-You're really stubborn, you know that right?" I chuckle wrapping my arms around his small waist. "Mmhmm." I kiss his cheek before walking away.

Well shit. I wasn't supposed to do that.

Oh well.