Chapter 9

Beeze's POV

It's been three weeks since Wes asked me to be his girlfriend and everything was going smooth.

Laying in my bed right now with him seemed...perfect.

He played with my fingers while we just lay awake.

"I saw one of your pictures... You were singing. Wanna put on a show?"

"You are forever snooping around in my stuff." I laugh and he grins.

"What? You're a mystery."

"I can sing a little I guess." I grab my phone and play "Such a boy by Astrid S."

I stand in my room and he leans against the headboard looking amused and I stick out my tongue.

You say you need more me,

What am I a toy again?

You play me like you're all I got, but I ain't hanging by a thread.

You say you need love

Mmm, yea we all do

And I want to if you let me.

Feeling courageous I jump on my bed and somewhat straddle him. He smirks and I wink.

And we were dancing, late into the day half asleep and half awake till the music starts to fade.