That night, between then and before we started working again, we had a little fun by partying... but after our last day, we had more fun... we went to a five star restaurant (which was obviously not Freddy Fazbear's Pizza) and went on our first date... people seemed a little weirded out but we didn't care.
After our date, we went over to a romantic place. We sat next to a river with a full moon, and we had another kiss... but this one was long... and... romantic... I think it was called a... French kiss...... and I savored every bit......
The next morning, I was woken up by a warm embrace...
"Wake up, Sleepy Poo...... big day today..."
"I rather you stop calling me 'Sleepy Poo'......"
"What else do you want me to call you?"
"I'd prefer Sleepy Head, Prince, Sugar, Sweet Pea... anything other than 'Sleepy Poo' or a bad name......" I buried my face into his chest.
"Maybe we can have a little bit of fun......" He has a mischievous grin on his face... I knew what this meant...
The next morning, I woke up and I felt sick... I didn't know why... I tried to get up but my stomach ached... I was sick... I knew it...
"How are you, Sugar...?" He was in the doorway...
"Fine..." I don't know why I lied...
He closes the door behind him... he stared at me with a long hard look. He knew I lied. He crosses his arms...
"Horrible......" I layer back down immediately...
"Try not to lie agajn..." That's it?! Does he have any sympathy for me?! He crawls into the bed with me and rubs both my forehead and my stomach... he lays his head right next to mine but caresses me in his arms. "You know I love you... you know I care...... I want you to be mine........." I'm literally at loss of words......
"Why do I feel so horrible......? I literally feel sick... sick to my stomach..." I needed to know... I was perfectly fine last night......
"I don't know... all I know is that you'll be fine...... you might've gotten sick over night......" He was literally on top of me... he.was starting to scare me... he was way to close for comfort...... so I nudged him with my foot in the wrong spot... but I had to let him know somehow...
"Sorry...... here... I'll move over to the other side of you and hold you close that way......" He moves to where he's in front of me and he cradles me... but I get up and head straight for the bathroom for I was about to throw up...
When I came back, I curled up into a ball and didn't get up until I felt better... a lot of fun I'm getting!