I rather die Leonardo

I stood close to the door, smiling sheepishly like a released prisoner, as I watched her stir in her sleep. She's the sweetest thing that ever happened to me, her olive skin, had goosebumps, and she folded her knees in a way that shows she's cold. I just smiled switch off the air conditioner, before walking down to the bed, to pull the duvet over her head yesterday i got her a new phone, and she had told me to teach her how to operate it, i had insisted she come to my room, which she refused vehemently, but after a lot of persuasion she gave in, and both of us had worked down to my room.

"You know you should quit the stare, it's beginning to look creepy." She said, changing her sleeping position, like she's on her bed, and isn't going to school. Clearly, I do not mind staying here with her all day, to watch her sleep, or play with her finger when she's scared. It's so lovely, trust me.

"Leonard… " I heard her mumble…

I walked to her form, pushed back the hair on her face to stic