home at last

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Finally home and Charles has fallen asleep in my arms, I know he isn't suppose to be here but he was there for me in hospital. I move slightly To lay down next to him and he holds me in his sleep, awww.

I wake up and Charles is already up, he is listening to music. I shift a little bit causing him to realize I'm waking up. I check my alarm 7:37, that's strange. "What day is it?" I ask. "Monday, but everyone get to be at school by 9:30" he replies. 'Wow' I think 'its so early'. I look up at Charles, he smiles at me. ' He looks so tired and messy but omg he still looks like some kind of Greek god'.

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