My Brother's Best Friend✔️

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RECAP:

A few clothes scattered my bed, but nothing that I couldn't throw out of the way to slowly place her onto the mattress.

How I wished that she was here under different circumstances.

Lifting the duvet onto her, I tucked a few stray ringlets of her hair behind her ear and grabbed a few pillows from the other side of my bed, before chucking them onto the ground. I knew full well how stiff I was going to be tomorrow, but I guess it was the price that I had to pay.

The things that I would do for this girl.

REBECCA'S POV:

The unbearable heat woke me up once again as I allowed my eyes to adjust to the golden sun.

Sitting up in my bed, I stretched my arms above my head and glanced around the room.

It took me a moment to realise that this wasn't my room and the large shirt that I was wearing didn't belong to me either.

As if the coggs turned in my head, I slowly placed the pieces together.

So I was at the party...Making out with Sam....Drinking extra shots... Flashback to the night of the house party... Stopped making out with sam... then my memory kinda gets a bit hazy.

Jumping off the bed, I instantly recognised the room to be Ashton's .

Shit. Was Ashton at the party last night?And how the fuck did I end up in his bed?

Forgetting that I can't stand up too quickly, as I was on my way into the bathroom my vision began to fill with a couple blotchy patches.

"Fuck." I cursed under my breath as I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the faint feeling to pass.

Clutching onto a small bookshelf in the corner of the room, I quickly returned to normal and removed my firm grip from the shelf.

Blinking a couple of times, I exhaled a large breath before straightening my back and making my way to the door.

"Fuck me!" I jumped back as Ashton had somehow leant himself on the wooden doorframe, scaring me shitless.

"I'd usually say when and where but I'm actually concerned." He stated, his voice remained unlaced with any type of emotion. Strangely, this agitated me after the little prank that he pulled in the corridor a few nights ago.

"You don't sound bloody concerned." I said blankly and attempted to make my way past him whilst gritting my teeth.

He simply shuffled to the center of the door frame and hung his arms on top to block my entry. Although I tried to shoot him a famous deathglare, I had to quickly look away due to the growing heat on my face. However, it didn't seize to go unfazed by the shirtless boy before me.

Did I mention that he wore a single towel that hung agonisingly low down his V-line and I had to keep reminding myself to not look?

Well that was becoming a hell of a challenge.

"Flustered as always Rebecca." He smirked and I couldn't help but turn on my heels and walk into the bright corridor.

The cheek on this boy...

Looking from side to side, I made sure that no one was there before I silently ran to my bedroom door and opened it with ease.

Glancing back one more time towards the elegantly furnished walls I began to close the door, but not before my back pressed against a chiseled body.