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?

I send the text and pull back the covers, looking over to the spot on the floor where Ivory had slept. Her blow up mattress is empty and I frown, wondering where she'd disappeared to. Usually she's too lazy to get out of bed and would spend

out, no 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,

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,

my eyes. She turns at the sound of my voice, holding a spatula

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

smells amazing," I nod towards the eggs she's frying and she grins at me, motioning for me

well?" I ask

a baby," she chuckles and I grin at her, grateful that

phone," Ivory states playfully, suggestive humour in her voice. I feel my

I mumble, nibbling on my bottom lip. She beams back at

I knew it!" She cries out, waving the spatula in the air.

widely before tossing some eggs onto a

out?" She asks me eagerly and I shrug, grabbing my toast from the toaster

just sent a few texts to each other. No big deal." I respond, feeling my

definitely a big deal.

a massive deal.

at her over my shoulder and take a bite from my freshly buttered toast, moaning as it

her eyes at me playfully before lunging for my other

toast!" I exclaim,

Ivory responds, giving me a playful shove. I make my way towards the table and pull my phone out, glancing at the screen. My heart skips a few beats as I realise Jake had replied to