With my eyes closed and hands resting on my stomach, I tried to fall back into the dreamless sleep that seemed to escape my grasp. I took a deep breath and groaned as the reminder of last nights drunken actions pounded heavily against my head. My body felt heavy and my throat is dry as I bring the covers that were wrapped around my hair closer to my chin. Taking another deep breath, I felt a familiar pair of fingers comb through my matted down hair. Creeking one eye open, a small smile began to form on my lips as a mass of red entered my vision. Leaning into her touch, I closed my eyes once more as I felt her fingers trace along my scalp before rubbing against the stubble on my chin.
"Wake up Joshy, I have coffee ready downstairs."
"How did you get in here?" I asked, voice ruff with sleep and the aftermath of drinking too much the night before. Opening my eyes slowly, I smiled softly at Hayley knealing besides my bed. Her hair tied back into a messy ponytail and her green eyes shining down at me.
"I used the spare key that you keep underneath your doormat." Hayley shrugged, removing her fingers from my chin before standing up and offering me her hand. "I'll help you down the stairs Mr. Whisky."
"I didn't drink that much last night." I mumbled, taking Hayley's hand in my own before sliding out of bed.
"And neither did Taylor who called me three times last night to remind me to feed his fish." Hayley laughed, the noise making my head pound slightly but I was to distracted by the way her nose would crinkle everytime she laugh to care about the pain.
"Taylor doesn't have a fish though." I yawned, letting Hayley push down on my shoulders so that I was sitting at the table in my tiny kitchen.
"Exactly." Hayley smirked, handing me a cup of coffee before leaning against the marble counter behind her.
"Did you come in here to make fun of me?" I mumbled, taking a sip of the cold coffee that I always have when I'm hungover, before leaning back in my chair. "Or did you want something else?"
"I came here to steal your tea." Hayley answered, lifting her own cup to her pink lips.
"I knew it." I mused, closing my eyes as I rested my head against the wall behind me.
"You always do." Hayley whispered, clearing her throat with a small cough before lifting her cup closer to her lips once more. "Can I ask you something Josh?"
"If you're going to ask if there were girls all over me last night the answer is no. I have a girlfriend Hayles, in case you have forgotten."
"Of course not." Hayley mumbled, chewing down on her bottom lip before turning on her heel and opening the fridge. "Do you want fried eggs to help with that hangover of yours?"
"Yeah, that'll be great." I nodded, watching closely as Hayley manuvered her way through my kitchen, as if she has lived here her entire life. Taking another sip of my coffee, I smiled when I realized that Hayley had made it the way that I liked it, little cream with three sugars. And as I watched Hayley begin the fry my eggs while humming softly underneath her breath, I froze when I realized just how much I liked Waking up to her being the first thing I saw in the morning.
"You're awfully quiet over there." Hayley mused, glancing over her shoulder to send me a soft smile before returning her attention back to the eggs at hand.
"Move in with me." I rushed out, eyes widdening with my sudden outburst. Hayley grabbed a plate from the cabinet next to her and slid my eggs onto it before handing it to me with a light laugh.
"Sure Josh." Hayley chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest as she waited for me to take back my sudden request but the longer I sit here and think back at the times that she has taken care of me and loved me, even though I never had the chance to say it back yet, it made me want her to stay forever here.
"I'm serious Hayles." I nodded, pulling her into my lap with a slight grunt. "I want you to move in with me."
"You just want me to move in with you so I can nurse your hangovers every morning." Hayley mumbled, placing her head in the crook of my neck with a slight sigh. Her breath against my neck caused a shiver to trail down my spine and with a slight laugh, I pulled her deeper into my chest and shook my head at the naive girl in my arms.
"I love the way you wake me up Hayley." I whispered, taking a deep breath as I felt my next confession begin to bubble out of my mouth. "I want you to stay here forever."
"And why is that Josh?" Hayley asked, voice small as her green eyes looked at me with a slight sadness and worry that I wished wouldn't be there.
"I need you here to tell me when I'm wrong and when I'm right." I confessed, shrugged my shoulders as Hayley's laugh bounced off my skin. "You're like cold coffee in the morning Hayles. I need it to get me through the day."
"So that's why you want me to move in with you? Because I'm like your hangover cure?" Hayley asked, quickly becoming impatient with my endless babbling.
"No because like the cold coffee that I drink, you are the thing I love the most after waking up the next morning." I smiled, laughing softly when I felt Hayley stiffen in my arms.
"You love me?" Hayley whispered, pulling away from my neck to look me in the airs.
"I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it Hayles." I whispered back before Hayley wrapped her arms around me in a tight grip.
"I love you too." Hayley grinned, kissing me twice on the lips before nodding her head at me. "And I'll move in with you."
And you can stay with me forever
Or you could stay with me for now
Tell me if I'm wrong
Tell me if I'm right
Tell me if you need a loving hand
To help you fall asleep tonight
Tell me if I know
Tell me if I do
Tell me how to fall in love the way you want me to