C13 Thirteen

Zoey's POV

Lights.

Lights everywhere.

"Jesus, someone turn off those damn lights!" I groan. I want to sleep.

The lights continue to shine. The strong rays penetrating into my eyes.

"Make it stop!" I shift around to find a duvet and droop it over my face.

Then, I heard a deep chuckle, light footsteps and curtains being drawn.

I smile, and throw the sheets off my head.

"I love you so much