I have obviously never gotten high before but what I just experienced was pure joy. I can understand why people do it so much now. I would too if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't want to become an addict. A weed addict or whatever you call it.

I look at myself in the mirror as I look at myself after coming down from my high. It looks like I caught pink eye too, my eyes were slightly fainted pink but it was there alright. I look like I was in need of a long steamy shower.

My hair was fuzzy as it could get and all over the place. There was no way I could leave this bathroom looking like I woke up from the dead. I open drawers for any sign of a comb but I couldn't find anything.

Because of yesterday I just had to stay over Heaths house, there was no way I could go home like that. My dad would take one look at me and already know. I'm trying to avoid him as best as possible because I've never lied to him before, plus I'd be too excited to brag about how I actually took weed and rat myself out to him.

So I'll just play it safe right now and stay at Heaths house for as long as I can. I quickly run my fingers through my frizzy hair and try combing through it to make it look decent before I walk out this door.

"Heath.." I call out lowly, knowing he was still sleeping. I walk over to his side of the bed and watch him as he sleeps.

Is that creepy? Yes. But did I ask? Oh yeah, I did ask. But do I care? No.

He looks so peaceful sleeping.

"Wake up!" I shout at him and take a pillow, lightly hitting him on his big head.

He jolts awake and leans his head on the headboard. His hair was looking messy but in a good way not like my hair that looked like a nest that belonged to a family of birds. That was very specific but it's true.

"What?" He groans out, his deep morning voice coming through.

"Can I use your shower? Pretty please." I hold my hands together and shake them as I beg.

"Fine. Leave me alone." He gets himself comfortable under the sheets again and closes his eyes. Poor Heath, he's sleepy.

"Or else what?" I lightly punch him on the arm. I know I was probably being annoying but I wasn't in a rush to shower so I'll keep bothering him.

"Thalia." He warns, rolling over to his other side, his back facing me.

"Heath." I say his name in a deep voice, trying to mock him.

"I'm tired." He told me and I shake my head even though he can't see me.

"I sure did put you to sleep last night, didn't I?" I smirk at how that sounded.

That could be interpreted in a dirty way but I meant that literally, I tucked him in and gave him a goodnight forehead kiss before he fell asleep. And he loved every second of it no matter how much he will deny it.

"Mm hmm." He hums, still acting sleepy. I decide I'll leave him alone for now and go to the bathroom to shower.

I use his shampoo, his conditioner and anything else I could find in there. Now I can smell like him. Coming out of the shower, I already look 10x better than before. I find a comb in a basket and use that for myself.

I put on one of his T-Shirts and leave my shorts on. Wearing his clothes was just more convenient because they were much more comfortable, I always tell him I'll give them back but that's a lie. I keep them in my closet.

I walk out freshly showered and all, I come back out only to see him wrapped in a blanket, still sleeping. I quietly reach for my phone and take a picture of him sleeping. Got it.

I lay on my stomach as I rest my face on my hands, watching him sleeping. Being a creep. I can't get over how perfect he is. I love him.

He opens one eye and sees me just laying here, if he finds it weird he doesn't say anything. He watches me back and I swing my feet up in the air.

"Hi" I smile at him and he just blinks, snuggling deeper into his pillow.

I return to laying on my back and wait for him to wake up. He likes to sleep in a lot is what I noticed and sometimes I did too but not today, I was already wide awake and when I woke up I can't go back to sleep.

I give it a couple of minutes until I absolutely cannot wait any longer. I climb on top of him and just sit on him, I lightly shake him and he groans.

"Wake up. I'm bored. Heath..." I shake him and he wakes up. Finally.

"Let's go eat waffles and drink chocolate milk." I continue to shake him to get him up. The sound of chocolate milk sounded good right about now. After yesterday, I made him go to the store with me and buy some chocolate milk.

I get off of him and let him stretch before he gets up. He sits on the bed and rubs his hands over his face. I thought he would get up or something but he just stares at the wall for a couple of minutes.

Eventually he gets up and walks to the bathroom. I walk over to the closed door and let in a patient Beau who has been at the door all morning.

I pet him and make sure Heath wasn't here before sneaking him under the covers. He curls himself in a little ball and rests there. Like he deserves.

Heath comes back out and I tell Beau to be quiet as he walks back over to the bed.

"You look great in the mornings." I tell him just to distract him from coming on the other side of the bed where Beau was.

"I'm hungry." He rubs his eyes and then looks at me. This was probably the first time he's ever told me that, usually I'm always the hungry one.

"Let's go get those waffles then." I sit down on the corner of the bed and hear a cry. I widen my eyes realizing I just accidentally sat on Beaus tail.

I am so sorry.

"What was that?" Heaths asks, looking behind me. I can't let him see Beau, he'll snap.

"That was..me. Yeah, I stubbed my toe. Ow." I hold up my foot and act injured. My acting skills were next level he believed me.

"Anyway, let's go eat." I get up and lea shim downstairs. You're welcome Beau.

"Guess who's birthday it is in three days?" I wiggle my brows at him as he opens the fridge.

"Not mine." He replies and takes out the chocolate milk that I so badly wanted.

"Well Duh. It's mine. I love birthdays." I happily express and watch as he pours the chocolate milk into a cup. That one's mine.

"Do you?" He asks, drinking out of the cup. I thought it was mine..

I swear everything I eat or drink, he likes too and will copy me. It's whatever, I guess.

"Uh huh." I snatch the chocolate milk close to me and pour myself a cup.

"What are you getting me?" I raise a brow, I would actually prefer not to know but my curiosity wouldn't let me.

"For what?" He turns back to the fridge to start making waffles.

"For my birthday." I remind him and he smirks.

"Im not telling you." He answers but I really want to know.

"In that case, I won't tell you what I'll get you for yours." I said even though I didn't know yet but I had to have something planned.

He doesn't seem to care much which is what I thought. I wait for my little chef to finish making my waffles and drool when I see them finished.

" I want waffles for my birthday. And pink flowers." I mentioned as I take a bite.

"Mmh. This is probably the best thing I've ever put in my mouth." I said with my mouth full and practically devour the whole plate.

"What else do you put in your mouth?" He licks his lips as he asked me.

"Lots of things." I admit, I was an open eater, I would eat anything.

"Yeah?" He starts to look at me some type of way, a way that looks smexy.

"Yup." I lick the whip cream off my fingers as I finish up.

"What about you?" I ask him once I set the plate down.

"I don't put anything in my mouth." He looks taken back when I ask for some reason.

"Sounds like loser behavior to me." A snort escapes my mouth and I reach for my cup of chocolate milk.

"You have a dirty mind for a virgin." He tells me. Who spilled the beans?

"Who said Im a virgin?" I retort back in defense.

"I can tell." He responds, what's that supposed to mean.

"Well I can tell you're not a virgin." I sass but it doesn't do anything to help my case.

"Because I'm not." He tells me and I lean in, intrigued by this.

"Butts or boobs?" I ask before I could really even think about the question myself.

" I don't know. Can I see yours?" He smirks at me and I can feel my cheeks getting hot.

"Can I see yours?" I retort and burst out laughing at the face he makes.

"That's what I thought." I giggle and hop off the stool.

"Weirdo." His eyes follow me as I walk around the counter to stand by him.

"You like it." I wrap my arms around his torso and snuggle in closer. He always gave warm hugs.

"I love you." I tell him again but he doesn't say anything back.

I know it was probably too early for him to say it so it was fine. I just couldn't help falling in love with him.

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