Chapter Three

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I wake up in an unfamiliar bed. Oh My God, what the heck even happened last night? I scan my brain for clues but alas, nothing. Damn. I sit up, no one's next to me. Maybe I just stayed over? Wait, who was I with? Oh God, I was with Chris bloody Martin for God's sake. I hope I wasn't drunk, oh but what if I was? He won't like a drunk me. I breathe in and out slowly. I'm clothed, nothing happened, probably. I look over towards the clock on the bedside table. 3:05am. What?! I pause. I can hear a Piano playing downstairs, it's probably him and I decide to go and investigate. My feet suddenly seem extremely loud and the noise stops. I mentally kick myself. I carry on on tiptoes. He's there in the front room turned towards me.

"Hello, love." He says in that damn sexy voice of his. 

"H-hey. So I er, just woke up and er, what even happened last night I don't remember...."

"Don't worry, you did nothing you'd regret. Well, the party went great and you drank heavily." Damn. "A bit too heavily though, I couldn't let you get a taxi back or walk you home so I guess I just brought you back?" He's got it all planned out.

"Thanks for taking care of me anyway. What was that song you were just playing? It was beautiful."

"Oh, wow, well thank you. I er. It's a new one I'm working on." He grins at me.

"You do know it's gone three am?"

"I know, I find it hard to sleep, so I come down here and play, anyway I'm a little tired want to go to bed?"

I raise my eyebrows.

"Wrong thing to say, sorry. I don't mean it like that, I mean, come to bed with me so I can snuggle up to you."

I grin at him, I can't refuse. "Let's go." 

We walk back upstairs into a different room, not the one I woke up in. He climbs into the bed and I follow. He pulls the covers up over us before putting his arm over me and burying his face in my neck.

"Chris! Chris! Stop it! It tickles." I giggle, as does he, pretty soon we're both laughing together.

"Good night." He says to me and qucikly kisses my cheek. I feel my cheeks burning and I lie there for a bit. Oh God! Reply!

"Oh er yeah...night."

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