megs pov: i woke up the next day in milos arms. i rolled over to look at him. he had is arms around my waist and his head was snuggled in my neck. hes so adorable. "milo," i gently shook him. he just groaned and shuffled a bit. "we need to get up." i moved some hair away that got stuck to his forehead. "can we just stay in bed all day?" he begged opening one eye. "i wish, but we have to get up." i said in a pouty voice. he sat up and i realised he was shirtless. i went a bright red as i scanned his torso. "meg, meg, meg." he tutted. i rolled my eyes and went to my wardrobe. i looked for an outfit until milo spoke up. "how about we both pick an outfit for you, and then decide which ones best?" he suggested. "alright." i said moving out the way so milo could choose one.
we did that and decided to go for milos choice. i did my makeup in the bathroom whilst milo got ready. i finished up my mascara and just like that i was done.
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i unlocked the bathroom door and saw milo standing there infront of me.
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"i see you chose my choice?" he asked, smirking. "well, yes." i admitted. milo chuckled and leaned in for kiss, only to be stopped. "brush your teeth first." i kissed his cheek instead. milo rolled his eyes and walked in the bathroom. i giggled and went to sit at my desk. for about 3 minutes I straightened my hair. i unplugged the straighteners and just in time milo walked out. "do i get a kiss now?" he asked frowning. "fine." i said sarcastically and stood up to walk over to him. i kissed him softly, before pulling away. "better?" i smiled. "yes" he replied.
