If I Wake Up Tomorrow Will You Still Be Here Novels & Stories

she says, kissing me on the forehead before leaving. Now I am left all alone once again, with the fear of what tomorrow will bring. How I wish tomorrow would never come.

"Jude, have you slept at all?" "Yes," he replies. I shake my head and reach up to caress his cheek. "You're lying. You have to sleep, you have a paper tomorrow morning!" He tips his head, putting our faces only inches apart. "I love watching you." I pat his chest, smiling sleepily. "You can watch me all day tomorrow." "I might not be here tomorrow." "Of course you will be," I mumble, a yawn cutting through my sentence. "Sleep."

"I'll call you when I'm ready to go home. It's definitely not tomorrow." "I'll still come and check on you." I replied dismissively.

"Are you angry with me? Am I still ok to come around tomorrow?" "Cleo." His tone softens and I relax. "You never have to worry about that, I worry and I'm too far away to help, but I've got an idea. And if you're not at my house by one tomorrow, I'm coming to you. We've got plans, remember?" "Ok, good. I can't wait to see you tomorrow." "Me either, now go, before you get me all hard again and I have to spend my last night cleaning up the showers."

“Anything for you, my princess. Pack your bags—I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” As I hung up, the smile on my face wouldn’t fade. Tomorrow.

I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get your stuffs. He walked to the door and turned before opening it. "And tomorrow, you'll tell me what you've decided to do. Remember, you'll be in a hell on Earth. Peace." He stepped in, leaving me SPEECHLESS. I hate you Ace! I hate you!

Maybe I can live. Not just survive. Maybe I can want tomorrow. I whisper it into the quiet room, just for myself. “I’m still here.” And for the first time, it doesn’t sound like a question.

I can't wait for you guys to read it tomorrow! Until then, goodbye! Love you all ♡♡ See you here tomorrow!

The next day I wake up in Blake’s arms and he is already awake and he was watching me sleep, “Hey gorgeous, did you sleep well?” he asks me. “Yes, I did. Today is the dinner party, are you ready to not be mine anymore?” I ask him. He replies, “Luna, I do not think I can ever be ready for that. Let us go get breakfast and prepare for tonight.”

* I fall asleep with my phone on my chest. Hope blooming in the darkness. Tomorrow, everything changes. Tomorrow, I'll be brave. Tomorrow.