Chapter 13

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- Next Day - 

Y/N's POV

Today I had another day off which was nice for me to spend time with Eric. Every day still felt like a dream although now I know it is not. I woke up around 9 am and opened my eyes to the sun blazing through the window.

"Good morning," Eric said softly.

"Good morning," I said.

"How did you sleep?" He asked looking over at me.

"Good, how did you sleep?" I asked while rubbing my eyes.

"Good as well," He replied.

"What do you want to do today?" I asked with a yawn.

"You seem sleepy still," He said with a slight chuckle.

"Just a little," I said looking over at him.

"Well, we could just take today to stay in and relax," He replied.

"I can imagine how tired you still are from the tour," I said.

"Yeah," He said laying his head on my chest.

I began to play with his hair.

"Mmm, if you do that I might fall asleep again," He replied.

"And if you do it's alright," I said with a smile.

"Mmm," He mumbled looking at me.

"You're cute you know that?" I asked looking at him.

He smiled softly and looked away.

"You've made me start to believe it," He said with a chuckle. 

I kissed his forehead.

"If you want to relax today that is what we will do," I said.

"I do. It sounds like a good day to me," He replied but closing his eyes again.

"What do you want for breakfast?" I asked.

"I don't know anything sounds good to me," He replied.

"I will get up here in a few minutes and go figure out something for breakfast," I commented.

I turned on the tv and looked over at the screen. Eric opened his eyes and looked at the tv.

"What are we watching?" He asked.

"I have no idea what this show is if I am being honest," I said.

"I have no clue either," He replied while moving his head off my chest.

I looked at him.

"If you want to go to the kitchen you can. I will be right behind you," Eric commented.

"Alright then," I said while going into the kitchen.

I would pull out some stuff to make breakfast and Eric soon appeared in the kitchen with me.

"It smells good in here," Eric said sitting in the kitchen.

"Well I would hope so," I said with a chuckle.

"What are we having?" He asked while looking at me.

"Pancakes," I said.

"Ooo yum," He said.

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