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CYRUS'S POV

Me and Tj had a wonderful time with each other last night.

Now I'm lying in my bed with my beautiful boyfriend, Tj.

I felt sudden movement next to me. Tj turned around and looked at me staring at him.

"Good morning Beautiful." He said calmly.

I looked at my boyfriend in my bed lovingly.

"Morning" I said

I smiled at him. Then I noticed his face turned sad.

My eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" I asked confused.

He looked as if my comment brought him back to reality, from his deep thoughts.

He shook his head. "Sorry, Nothing."

"Okay." I answered.

I looked over at my phone. The time read 9:45.

I sat straight up, and turned my head to Tj.

"Its almost 10! Get in the sleeping bag! My mom will come in and wake us any second." I exclaimed.

His eyebrows went straight up as he leaped off the bed, and into the sleeping bag.

I tried to make it seem like no one slept next to me.

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About 7 minutes later, my mom knocked on the door and came in.

"Wake up guys! I made pancakes!" She said while opening the curtains to expose the glittering sun.

We pretended to groan, and stretch.

"Okay mom. We'll be right down." I said with my best sleepy voice.

She smiled at us and walked out, closing the door behind her.

I sat up slowly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tj jump up on my bed.

He tackled me, and hugged me.

I giggled and playfully shoved him off of me.

We got up, and got dressed. Tj convinced me to wear his basketball hoodie.

It was pretty big on me, but he said it looked "cute as heck."

We went downstairs, and eat the delicious pancakes my mom made us.

Tj checked his phone, and said his mom wanted him home.

I said goodbye, and then I did something I probably shouldn't have done.

I didn't think it was good idea, but I did it anyway. I do not want Reed anywhere near my Tj.

I picked up my phone and tapped his icon.

And that leads up to me being here, at the police station.

Forever in my arms ~ TyrusOù les histoires vivent. Découvrez maintenant