6. The Next Day

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(Y/n)'s POV

     I wake up shivering on a couch that wasn't mine. I look around to realize that I had fallen asleep on Campbell's couch the night before. I was still wrapped in the blanket that he let me use.

     "Coffee?" He said holding a mug.

"Sure," i say before looking down to see that he wasn't wearing a shirt which made me blush a little.

Wow, I am sounding like a teenage girl. I'm in college for crying out loud!

He walked to the couch with two mugs and sat them on the coffee table in front of us.

"So, did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I must have just been tired." I say laughing nervously.

"That's fine, I enjoy your company, I don't have much company anymore."


He nodded.

"You have an eyelash." He says as he takes it from my cheek, "make a wish."

I smile at him fixed his messy hair.

"I've missed you so much (Y/n)."

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know but something about you, your smile, your laugh, your personality, it just drives me crazy. After you left, I had gone mad trying to find a girl that was like you. The more that I searched, the more I realized that there is no one else like you. I never found one, you are the most beautiful, kind, and loving girl I have ever met."

"Campbell, do you really think that?"

"Yes of course, I always have."

I start to tear up a bit.

"Oh love, don't cry," he says pulling me into a hug.

"I'm sorry it's just that I don't deserve someone like you in my life."

"No, no, no (Y/n), love, I don't deserve you. I love you (Y/n) I always have."

"I love you too." I kiss him and lay on his bare chest while I watched Netflix with him

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