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sixteen.

kiera woke up with her head on oliver's chest and his arm around her. 

she looked down to find herself wearing his sweater and simply her underwear.

"toooooot"

"ollie, did you just fart?" kiera laughed.

"nope, totally didn't."

"wow that reeks!" she coughed blocking her nose.

"oh crap, it does." he said fanning the air to try and rid the smell.

"nice boxers." kiera smiled as he sat up.

"wow, no comment on my amazing abs?"

"what abs?"

"they're there."

"what under your thick skull?"

"hahahaha very funny. not as funny as your sleep talking though."

"i don't sleep talk!"

"dolphins...help...they're tickling me..." he mocked her before laughing.

"i don't sleep talk!"

"bull."

"like your abs right."

"aha! you just admitted to sleep talking!" he laughed before placing his lips to hers.

"can i ask you an awkward question?" she said placing her hand to his chest.

"no we didn't have sex." he answered before she asked.

"oh thank god." she sighed.

"wow, thanks."

"no, i don't mean it like that. it's just that we've only really been closer for like what, two days?"

"true. that would've been a trainwreck."