Eleanors pov

I felt as if I had been run over. 

I managed to drag myself to his dorm and I walked in, finding Cohen and Blake in the living room watching what looked like fast and furious. 

"No Lucy tonight?" I asked Cohen.

"She's sleeping," he said and smirked. I wonder why.

"You look ravishing," Blake said and I took that as my cue to leave. But not before flipping him off. 

I knocked, but there was no answer. 

"He's not back yet," Blake said.

"But we'll tell him you're in there." Cohen added and I nodded gratefully. 

I walked in, his room was freakishly neat. Maybe because he knew I was coming. That's nice. His bed looked very inviting. 

I kicked my uggs off and took off my clothes, leaving me in just my underwear. I stole a shirt of his, and I found a few of his fancy perfumes. One of them was a gold bottle, one million. I spritzed some on and I realised it was the one he always wears. It was so yummy. 

I crawled under his sheets, more of his smell everywhere and I closed my eyes. 

Grahams pov

I never thought a person could be so tired. I also had gotten a bruise on my shoulder now from knocking that kid back a little too hard. 

I found Blake heading to my dorm, he was eating cereal. 

"Your girlfriends already here, got here about 10 minutes ago."

"Thanks."

I hope she wasn't in a talking mood. Although I really did want to know how she was feeling. 

 I took a deep breath and walked in. I smiled, and quietly dropped my stuff on the ground. She was in my shirt, and she was in my bed. Sleeping. 

I had to save this moment in my head before moving. Just in case I woke her up. She would probably get mad at me. She'll probably want to talk about stuff. Or she'll just want to have sex again. 

"Fuck it," I whispered to myself. I keep assuming what she's feeling, but if I look at the facts then that tells me that she chose to get in my clothes and sleep in my bed. I pretended the other stuff didn't exist. 

I took off my clothes, and threw on some joggers. I joined her, and just laid next to her. I was facing her so I could watch how her face would scowl even in her sleep. She moved slightly and her hair fell in her face. I gently pushed it out of her face and her hand went over mine and took hold of it. I was worried at first, that I woke her, but I didn't. Her skin was soft against mine.

She pulled me into her but she ended up just pushing herself closer to me instead as she wasn't able to pull me. She had a frustrated look on her face which was amusing. 

I was playing with her hair, as it lay chaotically over my pillow. 

"Ray?" She mumbled. I moved away slightly so she could see me.

"Morning," I said. She opened her eyes and looked up at me. I saw her smile briefly.

"It's the morning?"

"No, it's only 6:30 still."

"Oh, okay."

"Did you want to shower?" I asked her. "You're welcome to anything and I'll give you some clothes. You've already gotten a top." I saw her smirk. 

"Sorry." 

"Don't apologise, I like you in my clothes. And my bed." She kept looking up at me and I felt myself get goosebumps. I turned to get up.

"Hey, wait," she said quickly and pulled me back. She leaned in and she kissed me. Soft and slow. It was so soothing, I could just sleep right now. 

"You like me, more than sex right?" She asked and I had to move on from the effects of her kiss so I could process what she said.  

"Of course I do. What made you think that?"

"It's just I know how you are. That's all. I was just worried. But you got into bed with me."

"Of course I like you, Nora. I have feelings for you. Having sex just made everything better."

"Really?"

"Yes. And I'll admit was tense. I thought you wouldn't want to be serious after today."

"Gosh, we're like the same person. So everything is completely fine and we're just stupid."

"To sum it up yes." 

"I'm sorry, I do want to be more with you."

"Diddo." I kissed her this time and she smiled as she got up. She started to take the shirt off as she went towards the bathroom. 

"You coming?" She asked and I got up so quickly, forgetting how I tired I was.

Eleanors pov

I was brushing my teeth with a new toothbrush he got out for me. I had my own towel in here too. He put me in his t-shirt. I was very much in his life now, well, more intimately than I was before. 

I came out of the bathroom, he was already in bed, shirtless. I liked him like that. His eyes were closed, and as I got into bed, I snaked my hand around his torso to his back. I saw him smile and open in his eyes slowly. God his smile had such an effect on me. I could practically feel my heart warming. He was so precious when he smiled. 

"You have to smile more, it suits you." At that, he stopped smiling. He flexed his jaw and his hand rested on my face, making sure my hair was out of my face. "I like that look too," I said and his thumb traced my jaw, tilting my head up. 

He kissed me, long and slow, it felt like I was his oxygen. His hand curled around me and held me close, and I rested my head below his as we laid there together. I was tracing lines on his back, enjoying him, his muscles. 

"You're putting me to sleep." He said softly, yet gruffly.

"Good, you're exhausted."

"So are you."

"Goodnight then, Handsome," I heard him chuckle hoarsely. 

"Goodnight my Temptress." My. God I could get used to this. He kissed my forehead and I exhaled with the biggest smile on my face. I have never fallen asleep this comfortable or this content. 

Firstly, I've never cuddled with a guy, and secondly I've never slept in a guys bed when we didn't have sex immediately before. 

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I woke up in his arms. He was awake, and he was giving me back scratches. 

"Morning Nora," he groaned, with his morning voice.

"Did we miss breakfast?"

"You mean did you? You sleep like you're dead. I got up and everything." I moved back slightly to look at him, he had put on clothes. Rude. "But no, we can still make it."

"I didn't even notice you get up from the bed. You can just leave whenever." 

"I wouldn't though." He said, giving me a quick kiss before getting up, doing the opposite to what he said. 

"Well that was poor timing," I said. 

"You have to get dressed." I groaned. 

"I don't have clothes here." I said, getting up slowly, yawning. 

"You can wear my clothes." He sounded way too happy about that. I was brushing my teeth, and I fixed my birds nest of a head. 

"Why do you want me to wear your clothes Graham?" I questioned, walking out of the bathroom. 

"Well first of all, because your legs are too sexy," he smirked lifting me up and squeezing my thighs. This was a lovely start to my morning. 

"Second of all," I pushed.

"Because... you're mine, is that what you wanted to hear." I nodded and I pushed his head back so I could kiss him. 

I jumped down and put on his joggers and his jumper. 

"Oh this is too much," I said, realising this was his lacrosse jumper. It had his name on the back and his number. Bradford 7.

"I think it is perfectly enough." 

I put on my uggs and we headed out. He grabbed hold of my hand but I yanked away as I saw Blake. I ran towards him and he lifted me into a hug. 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAKEY!" I cheered. He laughed as we spun and then he put me down. I kissed him on the cheek. "I'm going to call you Grandpa."

"Ah, I love these couple months when I'm older than all of you," he said sarcastically. "You are wearing the full Graham merchandise," he whispered. "Does that mean?..."

"Yes, no more awkwardness, it has officially happened."

"I knew it would. Well I'm hungry, and I like to be the centre of attention, so I'm going to head to the hall." We turned to see Graham, arms folded, standing far away. "I'm sure he will say happy birthday later, I don't think I'm game enough to talk to him when he looks like that." He left and I faced him. 

"What's wrong?" I asked walking towards him. He looked like stone. 

"It's always bothered me, but now that you're mine and mine only, I don't like how you are with him." I wanted to laugh, but I knew that would just piss him off even further. What a jealous man. 

"Are you serious?" I asked, baffled.

"Yes."

"Oh come on Graham, that's pathetic. I'm yours."

"It's not pathetic, and exactly right," he argued. 

"Oh Ray, you are hilarious." I uncrossed my arms, realising I was going to get nowhere. He was so angry, his jaw all strong and his eyebrows crossed. "I actually find it extremely hot." 

"That's not what I'm trying to do." He huffed, his arms unfolding. Well that worked. 

"I know, but you don't need to worry about Blake and I, I'm not his type."

"I don't give a-" I cut him off and kissed him, he deep breathed still a little pissed. "Just don't do that. The whole hug thing, and why'd you have to kiss him for."

"Hey, Handsome," I said, calming him down, I ran my hands through his hair, and he softened a bit. "Blake is one of your closest friends, and it's his birthday today. You trust me right?" 

"I do," he said and I'll admit, I was relieved. I wouldn't blame him if he wasn't. 

"Well then you have nothing to be jealous about. I won't do that with him okay?" He nodded. 

"Do you trust me?" he asked, lifting my chin. 

"Yes, I do." As far as I know he's been obsessed with me for years. I just haven't noticed. It's adorable. 

"Good." He grabbed my hand and lead me out. He was going to be the death of me. 

We got to breakfast and already there were people looking. A few guys I had been with and I recognised a few girls I'd seen Graham with. 

"This is awkward."

"I know, we're the most notorious singles and now we're taken." I replied and he laughed.

"Let's make it really obvious," he said.

"Ray, I think it's obvious enough," I said, gesturing to my clothes. 

"Mmm, we can take it further."

"You are proud," I said and he lifted my head and kissed me as we walked. 

I laughed as we sat down. He was funny.

"Jesus, okay, you can calm down, we know," I said to Luce. She was smiling giddily from ear to ear. 

"I'm just so happy," she said looking at the both of us. 

I looked at Graham, but not nicely. 

"Don't you have something to say", I whispered to him. 

"Right," he said. "Blake, Happy Birthday buddy."

"Thanks mate," he replied.

"I'm taking you out for ice cream okay," I said to him. "You can get as many scoops as you want." 

"Yay," he said excitedly and then he looked at us seriously, "I'm not a child." We all giggled at him, Graham however leaned into me.

"You're going on a date with him."

"Oh my God," I said and I faced him. "It's part of our surprise for his birthday. Remember?"

"Now I do." I played with his hair, and I traced over the furrow in his brow, so he didn't look angry. 

"That's better," I smiled and he kissed my forehead, smiling.

"What is happening?" Blake said, he looked at Lucy and Cohen and Dillon, shocked. "Did you guys see what I just saw."

"My brother can smile, it's possible."

"He looks so cute," Cohen said and Graham gave him a look. "Well, not anymore."

"Ah, it only lasted for a short time." Blake said and continued eating his stack of pancakes.

"Ugh guys, I just got him to stop frowning," I protested and Lucy laughed at me.