Jennie Wilson

Uwaahhh

“ VINCENT!!!!!!!” I pushed his face off my chest and he frowned whining out in his sleep, his eyes squinting as he sat up.

His hair was stuck out giving him a puffy cub look. He was no prince as I saw in my dream....he was nothing but a big puppy, he wearing his pyjamas.

He scratched his head, his eyes still sleepy, his lips pouty.

He got off from the bed whining, before I could even react and started walking out sleepily yet sloppily towards the exit. I guess he was going towards Blake’s room.

I looked at the time and it was just 5:am of...