I snuggled closer into the pillow, frowning that it wasn’t as soft as it was before, and when I fluttered my eyes, feeling the arms around me, I realised that it wasn’t a pillow, it was Jonah.
He was sleeping when I looked up at his face where I was lying on his chest, he looked so relaxed compered to when he was awake and smiled at him. God I was so lucky, I didn’t even care that he was rude and hard to understand sometimes, he was here, holding me and made sure that I was comfortable and secure when I felt the pillow under my right hip and smile more, he still was the sweetest guy I ever met, nobody had ever cared for me the same way he did, nobody.
My parents tolerated me, as long as I didn’t do anything stupid, they didn’t care, and that’s why they were so disappointed in me, I never
