Innocence is just a lie.

-Emily Rose-

The sun shone through a crack in the curtains as my alarm vibrated on the side table by the lamp. Carefully, I wrenched my arm free from between Kellin and I from when I was tracing his tattoos late last night once he had fallen asleep.
My fingers fumbled with my phone, trying to swipe the screen to shut it up- succeeding by what seemed to be a fraction of a second before it would have blared the default tone I have yet to change.
Silently, I crept out of the bed to try and ensure Kellin remained asked while I prepared for the day. Admiring his angelic face as he slept, his arms now reached out on the now empty mattress beside him.

A small smile growing on my face as he mumbled in his sleep, the words jumbling together in the slur. He was beautiful.
Tearing my eyes away from the perfect man sleeping peacefully in my be I hurriedly got dressed and wrote a note-

Kellin,
Good morning! Hope you slept well and I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up.
I can't miss another day off school but I'll see you later x

It took me a while to decide whether or not to add the 'x' but in the end I figured what the hell? I mean I already slept with the guy. The note was placed above his left hand on my pillow so it was easy to find when he awoke.
I slung my back pack on after tying my converse, and left the house quietly- locking the door behind me.

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