Edward Breaks Bed Novels & Stories

I'll get you up and going out of bed Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed I'm happy that you're here with me I'm sorry if I tear up When me and you were younger You would always make me cheer up Taking goofy videos And walking through the park You would jump into my arms Every time you heard a bark Cuddle in your sheets Sing me sound asleep I'd sneak out of your kitchen At exactly 1:03 Sundays went to church And Mondays watched a movie Soon you'll be alone Sorry that you have to lose me Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed

“Oh Edward! So, we can't go back home, thank goodness the tow truck arrived early” “Yes, the truth is that I was awake, and the tools to change the tyre weren't there, which is strange because I always carry it with me”. “No idea little brother, I'm exhausted, I'll go to sleep.” “I'm going to go to sleep”. Edward goes up to the rooms, makes sure that Johanne is in her room, and decides not to wake him up, he checks on Jhin and goes straight to his room, he goes to bed leaving his phone on the table, he simply gets into his clothes for sleep and goes to bed, he was completely exhausted, he falls fast asleep.

No words are needed as the other takes the initiative and kiss the other with so much desperate and fervor. ...... The night runs deep and the room is in complete silence except for their occasional grunts and deep breathes....... ~time skip~ Edmond’s POV I wake up as the alarm on my phone sounds. Ugh! I forgot to to disable the alarm when we were sleeping. I usually set an alarm to wake me up early in the morning. I check the time and it is just five in the morning so I decide to sleep some more. After all, I am too spent to even move from the bed now.

There was a wordless understanding between us as we worked side by side until the early morning, waiting for a client overseas to respond. Eventually, I couldn't fight off the exhaustion any longer and before I fell asleep, I was still able to book my ticket. The next morning, I woke up in bed, surprised to find myself tucked in. Preston was sitting beside me, casually leaning against the headboard, flipping through the financial section of the newspaper. He glanced at me as I stirred. "Breakfast was on its way," he said, already picking up his phone to call room service. Minutes after, our breakfast arrived.

A shrill scream tore through the quiet of the morning. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?!” Dianne’s eyes snapped open to see a tall, broad-shouldered man sprawled beside her. Panic surged through her veins like wildfire. For a heartbeat, her mind went blank… and then the horrifying thought hit her. Did we…? Did we have sex? Her stomach twisted, bile rising. She bolted upright, fumbling for the sheets. The clock on the nightstand glared at her: 9:12 a.m.

Johnson said while chuckling. The boys started to laugh hysterically as they walked away. I entered my room to see a sleeping Ella. I didn't even know that she had came back but I was glad she was asleep so I didn't have to be even more embarrassed then I already was. I changed out of my clothes and put on a long white T-shirt and some yoga shorts then flopped onto my bed. Right when I was about to fall asleep I got a call. It was Aubrey, very unexpected. Before I answered the phone I slipped into the bathroom not wanting to wake up Ella.

Ethan's POV Ethan refused to step beyond the threshold of our bedroom for two full days. In the mornings he would simply sit on the edge of the bed, fingers twisted in the hem of his T‑shirt, eyes unfocused, as if the floor was made of glass and one wrong step would send him plunging. Work was out of the question. Even going down the stairs had to be negotiated.

Without another word, he stood, peeled off his clothes, grabbed a towel, and walked into the bathroom. In a few minutes he was out. He put on a short and singlet. Noa was already on his bed backing him. Leon stared at him a little, and turned off the light. He lay on his back, staring at the dark ceiling while the faint glow from the streetlights slipped through the curtains. Beside him, Noa's breathing seemed steady. “He had the guts to fall asleep after breaking my poor heart,” Leon whispered to himself. Then he squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe sleep will come but that instant, the kiss returned.

How can he plop in my bed like we are so close? "Get the fuck out of my bed!" I shout at him in a rage and walk to him to kick him but instead he holds my legs and pull me towards him. I fall over his chest as he snakes his arms around my body and locks it. "What the hell...," I try to shout but he grips me harder and looks at my eyes fixing his wolfy gazes on me. "I still remember the fragrance of this bed. It's changed quite a lot but I love this new scent. It doesn't matter whether it has changed it's aura. I am fine as long as it's your bed," he says as he grins with his eyes.

Safety. But nothing clear. Nothing definite. I swallow hard. Did anything happen? I don’t feel violated. I don’t feel afraid. Just… unsettled. Like I missed a chapter of my own life. I swing my legs off the bed just as a soft knock sounds at the door. A maid steps in, middle-aged, kind-eyed. “Good morning, miss. I came to check if you were awake.” “Good morning,” I say, hesitating. “Did… did Fernando just leave?”