Trying to Find a Way

Chapter sixteen

Somehow we managed to fall asleep on the couch and still be comfortable. Troy as his hand so gently draped over my waist. My petite body is curled close to him.

I hear his soft breaths. He is still asleep.

I wish I could freeze this moment forever, or at least get a picture.

I blush at the thought of that. I don't bare to move an inch, afraid that Troy will wake up. He deserves to sleep, knowing that he's had a ruff couple of days.

I close my eyes again thinking that maybe I could fall asleep. Instantly I fall asleep.

"Carolina?"

A pause.

"Carolina?"

My eyes flutter open seeing Troy at my level.

"Good morning." He says softly.

"Same to you." I return with a smile, "I wish we could stay like this all day. I'm quite comfortable." I add.

Troy smiles at me. I think I see a little blush.

That causes me to blush.

"I do too. That's why we should take this beautiful Saturday to watch movies. We don't even have to get up." Troy suggested.

I nod.

I peck his soft pick lips that I love.

"But I'm hungry." I say suddenly.

"Me too. Why don't we get breakfast and snakes for the rest of the day." Troy proclaimed.

I agreed on the idea.

We both rush into the kitchen to look for things that we can devour.

I grab cereal and waffles and Troy grabs milk and yogurt.

After the rush we created cereal with waffles and yogurt topping on the waffles.

We sigh as we eat our creation.

"This," Troy says, "is the best thing I have ever tasted."

I smile and nod, not able to say anything due to the food in my mouth.

I sallow the remains of the food.

"I have to agree." I smile.

"You want to know something?" Troy asked.

I nod indicating yes.

"I have never seen a girl eat so much before," He pauses to get a drink, " That's a good thing."

"I have never seen a guy caring as you." I say cheesy.

He chuckles at that.

"I'm serious! All of the other boys are jerks." My voice is in a serious tone.

"I know, sweet heart." He says my nickname.

I blush at that.

We grab a bunch of chips, drinks, and other foods.

We get comfortable again. Troy's arms drapes around my waist. My body next to his; my head on his chest.

I grab the remote and go on Netflix. I let Troy pick what we should watch.

He picks a horror movie. He covered my eyes so I didn't know the title! How rude was he, yet he was so so sweet.

As we were in the middle of watching it, the front door opens. My eyes jerk to the door. My heart rushes as to see no one open it.