Primrose's POV
I slowly open my eyes and try to turn to my left. I feel a weight on my side and immediately open my eyes. I see Alex asleep in my arms and grin like an idiot.
He stirs and lifts his head. "Good morning, Rose." He says in a husky voice. Damn... He's still hot when he wakes up. You're over here with crazy bedhead.
"Not really, since you're still here." I sigh, untangling our legs.
He laughs, half awake, and repositions himself to my side. Then he pulls me into his chest, and I ask, "Are you cold?"
"I'm always cold in the morning. But I know something we could do to stay warm..." He teases. I smack the side of his arm, and he laughs.
"Do you want breakfast?" I ask.
"I don't want to move. Stay in my arms." He mumbles into the pillow.
"I could make us breakfast and then bring it to you." I offer.
"No... Don't leave me." He whines.
I laugh, and he sits up. "What would you like for breakfast?" He asks, rubbing his eyes.
"Do you want crepes? I just found out how to make them!" I say excitedly.
"Well, why don't you show me your skills, Rose?" He asks, sweeping me off my feet.
I laugh as he carries me toward Esme's house. He kisses my forehead and then sets me down in the kitchen.
I let him get the pan ready while I mix the batter. After pouring it into the pan, I wait until it's ready to flip. "What fruit do you want with it?" I ask, looking at the refrigerator.
"Strawberries, please. Do you want me to cut them?" He asks, grabbing a knife.
"That'd be great, thanks!" I say, flipping the crepe.
15 minutes later, Alex and I finished adding toppings. Alex takes a few pictures, and then we eat.
I watch Alex take a bite, and he pretends to gag. "Stop..." I say, laughing.
"It's amazing, Rose. You are a woman with many talents." He says.
"Thank you," I said, bowing.
His phone vibrates from a text, and he rolls his eyes. "My parents think I'm running away." He says.
"Are you returning today?" I ask.
"Ya... I know we have a lot to talk about." He says, sighing.
"As long as they're willing to listen, maybe it won't be so bad," I say.
He brings me into his arms and says, "Thank you for letting me stay over."
"No problem. I want to be there for you and stuff..." I say, muttering the last part.
Alex smiles and is about to say something when I cover his mouth. "Are you going to make fun of me?" I ask, glaring at him.
He nods, and I sigh. "I just think you look adorable when you blush." He mumbles, cupping my chin.
I remove my hand from his mouth and scoot away from him. "Asshole," I mutter.
He kisses my cheek, and I slowly move back to his side. "I still don't like you," I say, finishing my crepe.
"Uh-huh." He says, biting back a smile.
"Uh-huh," I say, mocking him.
He grins, and I roll my eyes. While I wash my plate, his phone rings. "Is it okay if I stay for like one more hour?" He asks, ignoring the call.
"No. I've had enough of your presence." I say jokingly.
He musters up a smile, and I bend down to hug him. "You should plan out what you're going to say. That way, you don't get emotional coming up with the next topic of discussion. Sometimes I cry when I'm furious, and I hate it." I say.
"Wanna help me come up with the topics?" He asks.
"Of course," I say, nodding.
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Dick Appointment/Boyfriend 🥵❤️:
I finally got my dad to let me end my singing career! He understands that I want to pursue dance and is proud of me for getting into Juilliard :)
That's fantastic news!
They also want to apologize for that dinner
I don't want to force you into doing anything you don't want to do, but they want a redo
But I understand if you're not comfortable with it
I'm down
Do they hate me?
Rethinking my words, I feel like I was disrespectful to them
No! They understand you were backing me up
It's actually a trait they liked
Backing up your partner for better or for worse and all
That sounds like a vow :P
Are you saying you'd marry me?
We'll see 🤷♀️
:)
I smile and decide to go to bed early. Early? Bitch, it's 1:00 am! Exactly! Early.
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I know it's short, but it didn't feel right to skip the morning... 😅
It's more of a filler cause I'm kind of just winging the ending... 🤷🏻♀️
I hope you stay for the next chapter, though!
Byeeeeeeeeee! 👋
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