once i was done, i changed into a pair of his sweats and his
hood. they drowned me, but i laid on his bed and waited for
him to shower. my hair smelled was damp and the curls were
going everywhere on his pillow. his pillow smelled amazing,
with hints of his cologne. i was soo cozy, and i started to
drift in and out of sleep, when the bed shook, and strong arms
"hey you." he said, and i cuddled my head into his
"meeh" i groaned.
"what's wrong?" he asked, and tipped my chin
"i'm tired." i said, and he kissed my forehead.
"sleep." he offered, "we could watch a
"you have homework to do, and that huge paper is
"i can do it later." he said, and i put my face in his
chest. i looked up again.
"are you wearing a shirt?"
"of course not." he smiled.
"how are you so warm? i'm freezing."
"let me warm you up." he said, and squeezed me
"awh thanks babe, you made my bed smell good."
"what's it smell like?" i asked.
"your hair." he smiled, and i laughed. i felt his
chuckle in his lungs.
"good. you won't forget about me." his
"i'm really sorry pat." i said, and sat up.
my eye started tearing.
"dev it wasn't your fault. you didn't do that
"i know. but i can't believe i forgot you.
like just because i had a seizure. how stupid am i." i
said, and he wiped the tear.
"your okay dev. you'll be fine." he said, and
kissed my cheek.
"this just sucks. i hate this."
"this?" he asked confused.
"having epilepsy." i said, and sniffed.
"oh, because i thought you were talking about this." he
said, and squeezed me tighter. "because i love this. and
you." he said, and kissed me. i smiled.
"i love this and you too. you're the only reason
i'm still here." i smiled then i heard his mom
yell that dinner was ready.
"dinnertime!" i smiled, and he stood up and picked mup
by my waist and carried me down.
"pat!" i giggled.
"i'm not putting you down." he laughed
"honey can you get the plate-oh, hey devon." i heard
his mom say.
"hi mrs. lickham!" i shouted from behinds back.
"pat, put her down." she chuckled, as he did so.
i fixed my hair while talking to her.
"do you mind if i stay for dinner?" i asked.
"of course not dear, you're always welcome." i
smiled, and pat pinched my cheek.
"isn't she cute?" he asked, as he pecked my
"adorable." danny said as he walked into the kitchen,
and sat down at his seat.
"what's for dinner?" pat asked as he poured
"chicken." his mom said,and tossed a salad.
"sounds good." i commented, and erin walked in
"hey dev." she said. "nice outfit..."
"thanks." i laughed, "it's your
"that's what it's huge on you!" she laughed,
and sat down.
"yea my soccer clothes were gross." i said, and i
helped pat bring the drinks to the table, and we all sat
down. we talked about school, football, soccer, and
everything else. once we helped clean up, pat and i went
upstairs to his room. i sat on his chair, and he just jumped onto
his bed and rested his head on his pillow. i just stared at
him, and we had a stare down for like a minute.
"you're gorgeous, you know." i said, and he
"funny thing, i was just gonna say that to you."
"well you are. like look at you. perfect hair,
perfect eyes, perfect smile." he flashed me a bright white
"yea that one. and then you have me. plain
me. brown hair, brown eyes. average height, little
"devon, you are not over weight, and you, are perfect in
"you're justt saying that." i whined, as i fixed my
hair in his mirror.
"listen to me. you are beautiful. you have the
most beautiful hair, because i love how i can play with it and
you don't care. you are perfect height because if you
were any shorter, it would hurt to kiss you. you are not
overweight because i can wrap my arms around you." i giggled
as he came up behind me and squeezed me. we both looked into the
"and your eyes, are perfect because when i look into them, i
see everything i've ever wanted." i smiled, and he
leaned down and kissed me.