💕stenry💕

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Henry's POV

  I opened my eyes to see nothing but hair in my face. I winced and moved the hair away, these curls can only belong to one person. I rubbed my eyes and sat up before looking down at the sleeping boy. He let out a soft sigh and kept his eyes closed as he reached forward towards where I was just laying. When his hand was greeted by an empty space he finally opened his eyes. When our eyes met he simply groaned and grabbed my arm, pulling me back down towards the bed. I laid down next to him again and smiled, his eyes are closed again. He didn't even say anything he just cuddled up to me and went back to sleep. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him. I could get used to this.. for the first time I haven't felt like cheating in a relationship, I mean technically we started dating last night but I'm counting the whole time we've been talking too because I haven't fucked with anyone else since Patrick.. aw I kind of miss Patrick.. I wonder how he's doing I hope he hasn't been getting into too much trouble... despite the fact that Patrick was my best friend.. and we dated which kind of ruined things.. he hurt me so fucking bad when we broke up. I mean he literally used my own pain and suffering against me to embarrass me in front of our friends. That's a pretty shitty thing to do... at least with Stanley I won't have to worry about that kind of stuff.. and I won't have to worry about just being used for sex. The tricky part is though, making sure he doesn't feel used. It's not my fault I'm a sex addict! Blame my traumatic childhood.. I also blame men... like why do guys have to be so fucking attractive? I shook my head at my thoughts and realized Stanley is waking up again. His eyes fluttered open and he greeted me with a smile, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Oh..." I furrowed my eyebrows, "oh?.. don't you mean-.. good morning oh, insanely attractive boyfriend.. what a pleasure it is to wake up next to such a magnificent human-.." He immediately started laughing, "excuse me.. I do not sound like that.. anddd I only said 'oh' because I forgot you were here, thats all.. I'm glad though" his fingers gently played with the hem of my shirt. He's always fidgeting with something. "Well I'm glad, you're glad" I pulled his hand away from my shirt and interlocked our fingers. I saw his tongue move across his bottom lip before biting it gently. Stanley's thumb caressed the side of my hand slowly. My hand looks so much bigger than his. "Your hands are so big.." his gaze was fixed on our hands as the red on his cheeks got darker. I know we're both thinking the same thing. Suddenly he moved his hand away and pulled it under the blanket, snuggling up so his head was the only thing exposed. "I'm cold" I reached over and pulled him closer. "Me too but you're hogging all the damn blanket.." I saw the corners of his mouth turn upwards before he pulled the blanket over me. I adjusted it and cuddled up close to him. He's so warm compared to the cold air outside of the blanket. I can practically feel the heat radiating off of him. God, I've never felt so-.. happy..The more time I spend with Stanley, the more I forget about Patrick hockstetter.

I closed my eyes but opened them immediately when I felt a pair of hands searching under the blanket. Stanley's small hands found their way to my stomach. I could feel his fingers working their way up my shirt. It sent chills down my body. He just laid there, dragging his fingers up and down softly. "What'chya doin?" He quickly moved his hands away, "sorry, I'm just.. bored.. I dunno..." I moved from laying on my side, facing Stanley, to laying on my back. I sat up and removed my shirt before laying back down. I shrugged and pulled him back towards me, now his head was on my chest. "I didn't mind it.. felt nice" Stanley's eyes scanned my upper half. "Damnnn" I let out a small laugh and shook my head as stanley moved one leg so it was draped over me. "Hm?" He let out a sigh and ran his hand along my-.. slightly toned..abs. "Your body is just so-.. perfect. I would kill to look like you.." I grinned a little, the compliment only feeding my ego. "I mean, if you looked like me I wouldn't like you...I like em' small and skinny.." I licked my lips and looked down. He furrowed his eyebrows and started speaking but I literally put my hand over his mouth. "Nope!-.. if you say something about how you're not small and skinny I'm pulling out my switch blade and I will stab myself. Just to make you sad." I obviously couldn't see his mouth but his eyes glared at me before I felt his tongue licking my hand. I pulled it away and wiped my hands on my sweats. "Why wouldn't you just stab me though instead of stabbing your self?" I shook my head, "because knowing you, you would have been like 'ahah, jokes on you I want to be stabbed!'" He busted out laughing, "your impressions of me are absolutely awful but-... you're right.." he laughed harder, "it's sad but it's trueee" I laughed along before we heard a knock at the door. Stanley's whole face went blank. "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Who is itttttttt?!" He laid his head on my chest, waiting for a reply. "Oh shut up, it's Leah... and don't act all pissy.. it's literally 1 o'clock, you and your boy toy need to either leave by 3.. or don't come out of your room for the rest of the day because I am throwing a party tonight since mom went to Denver for work and dad is a couple towns over for a work retreat for the weekend."