Tangled Love

Emily's POV -

Goodnight Muffin, sleep tight x

My heart warms at his affectionate goodnight text. I was lying here wide awake with a snoring Ivory on the floor willing myself to close my eyes and sleep. My eyes stung, my head ached and all I wanted was to sleep for a decade.

I was more than surprised when my phone pinged letting me know I had received a text from Jake. I literally didn't breathe properly the whole time we were texting, my heart doing little palpitations.

I smile fondly at how cheeky he is, feeling more relaxed and content with every text he sent me. Eventually my eyes grew too heavy for me to keep open and I turned my phone off, his words still floating through my mind. I know there's hope for us and I snuggle further into my blanket, closing my eyes and letting my body relax, once and for all.

I wake up the next morning, feeling instantly refreshed. I stretch and reach for my phone to read over the texts Jake and I had sent to each other the night before. Would he suggest we meet up and sort things out? Or would he leave me and give me the space I need?

An instant toothy smile flashes across my face as I notice he's sent me a text that was unread. I open it and my eyes scan over the screen —

-Morning, sleep well?

I grin, biting on my lower lip as I re-read his text over and over again. He'd fallen asleep after texting me and was now texting me the next morning.

-Very well, you?

empty and I frown, wondering where she'd disappeared to. Usually she's too

reply. I stand up, grabbing my bath robe before pulling it over me, grateful for the warmth. The morning air is chilly as winter creeps around the corner, December approaching

the hallway. I frown and head for the stairs, making my way downstairs. I push open the door to the kitchen and notice her stood by the cooker, her back to me.

"Hey, good morning," I call out softly, rubbing sleep away from my eyes. She turns at the sound of my voice, holding a

"Morning, do you want some breakfast?" She asks me, giving

at me, motioning for

I ask and she nods enthusiastically —

and I grin at her,

a second and saw you on your phone," Ivory states playfully, suggestive humour in her voice. I feel my cheeks

nibbling on my bottom lip. She beams back at

it!" She cries out, waving the

before tossing some eggs onto a

me eagerly and I shrug, grabbing my

together, we've just sent a few texts to each other. No big deal." I respond, feeling my stomach somersault as

a

 massive

shoulder and take a bite from my freshly buttered toast, moaning as it fills my mouth.

is so good," I say, swallowing the buttery carby goodness. Ivory rolls her eyes at me playfully before lunging for my other piece. She grabs it and takes a large bite of

toast!" I exclaim, pouting childishly.

make my way towards the table and pull my phone out, glancing at the screen. My heart skips a