Theo:
Sleepy, I look up to see who i'm leaning on and it turns out to be her. Nevaeh. I am lying in-between her legs, on my bed in my bedroom and this all feels very dreamy. She's got her head on my pillow, while resting her hand gently on my head, stroking my hair and cupping my face like a mother to her child. She's breathing softly, and moving only slightly so that she doesn't wake me up, it's like we've been together for years, i'm so comfortable with her. I kiss the inside of her thigh and nestle my head, tickling her tummy with my hair, wrapping my arms around her leg and squeezing onto it tightly, never wanting to let go. I've never felt so at home. There's this weird feeling in my stomach though, like this isn't real. Like she isn't really here, and maybe this is all just in my imagination- but... she is here and she's so soft and she's so beautiful and she's so -
"Theo wake up!! You have your art trip today you need to go to the shop and get some lunch to pack' Mum says, as I open my eyes to find that I am alone in my room once again.
What the fuck just happened.
to be continued...
*thank you to everyone who's enjoying my story so far! i am trying to write as much as i can and i will definitely get more done over the summer holls🫶*