eight.

                                    

                                          
My eyes fluttered open as the bright sunlight drenched through the window. I squinted, and rolled over, only to be met with the familiar sleeping  face of, of course, Wyatt Oleff. 
                          
Last night he offered to sleep in my sleeping bag to make sure I was okay. I don't think I've seen a boy so worried like he was when he found me. Wyatt was still sleeping, I could hear his light snores. His curls were out of place and more messy; it was adorable. I quickly noticed that his arms were wrapped around my waist, and had been since I'd woken up, and most likely longer. I tried to pull them off, but his arms were too strong so I eventually gave up. his warm hands around me was quite a nice feeling, actually, so I didn't mind it. I looked to my left at Finns digital alarm clock. 6:43am. I then lay down, ready to go back to sleep, until I heard a sound from the other side of the room. 
                          
I saw jacks silhouette stretch, then get up and making his way over to us, where I could see his familiar face in focus. a small grin appeared on his face. 
                          
"good morning, jack" I greeted him. 
                          
he sat cross-legged at the end of the sleeping bag. "hi, y/n! wait, is that wya-" 
                          
"yes" 
                          
"and?" 
                          
"oh, um well I woke up last night because I had a night mare, and we wandered in the garden for a bit to get some fresh air, then went back inside" explained. 
                          
"ooh, how romantic" 
                          
I giggled. 
                          
"Wha- what are you guys talking about?" wyatt croaked, causing me to jump. 
                          
"Oh! Good morning Wyatt" I said. 
                          
"morning, y/n" he said softly, and briefly smiled before yawning. "and Jack" he finished. 
                          
I tried to sit-up again but Wyatts hands were still on my waist. I shuffled awkwardly, as nice as it was, I felt the tiniest bit uncomfortable. I With another shuffle to try and get up he got the signal and gently let go. 
                          
"I'm going to go downstairs" jack announced. 
                          
"why?" I questioned. 
                          
"gonna get some fresh air, and some water. also finn said that I can make breakfast for everyone!" He squealed excitedly. 
                          
I chuckled. "Good luck, jack"  I called, as he exited the room, the ancient wooden door creaked as he opened it. 
                          
"you know, he's probably going to give all of us food poisoning" wyatt whispered. 
                          
"wyatt!" I giggled and lay down next to him. we lied in silence for a bit, patiently waiting for the others to wake up. 
                          
"so, are you doing anything today?" wyatt broke the silence. 
                          
" oh. I was supposed to meet one of my friends today I barely get to see, but, I really want to spend time with you guys too. also I think my period has come so I'm just, like, dying of cramps at the moment," I groaned. 
                          
he took hold of my hand and wrapp d it around his. "I'll buy you some chocolate" he grinned. "I mean, periods are like 20 times worse than getting kicked in the balls, right? Well, that's what I've heard" 
                          
"Wyatt, you don't have to buy me anything I'll be fine-" I started and was interrupted when he put his finger on my lips. "Shhh. I'm getting you stuff whether you like it or not" he smiled. gosh, he was so sweet, what did I do to deserve knowing him. I giggled, "fine, noodles." 
                          
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