“I couldn’t get my mind off of you.” she admitted, closing her eyes and adjusting herself on his chest for just a moment, so that her ear was against his heart, listening to his steady heartbeat beneath her. She let out a small breath before closing her eyes and relaxing her hold around him just slightly, so that her arm was more just draped over him than actively embracing him, her body never more relaxed than it was at that moment. “Every morning when I woke up and saw the sun I thought of you,” she admitted softly.
“And then… And then there were days, weeks, when it hurt too much to see the sun, so I’d wake up before sunrise. I’d work out, I’d do homework, I’d try to do something to get my mind off of you, but then I’d walk outside of the building and the sun would be there, and it’d wash over me and I’d be reminded of you..>” she whispered softly before opening her eyes and looking at him, embarrassment and adoration twined together in her gaze. "So many guys would come up and hit on me, and whenever they did, I felt like your arm was around me, holding me closer to you. I could practically hear your growling at them to back off. It was... It was nice. It made me feel wanted. Horrible," she added quickly, blushing and then looking back at him with a little smile. "Because I walked away from you. But wanted."
“I felt stupid that I couldn’t get over you. Now I’m glad I never did." she finished softly.