The Hitch-Hike

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Cher's POV

What the fuck is Cillian doing here?

This is the room they want me to share?!

I stare at him dumbfounded, and he stares back none the wiser. I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. Luckily he beats me to it.

"I-I'm- God Cher you just couldn't stay away!" He breaks out into laughter. I'm glad he finds this funny.

"You've got to be kidding me." I shake my head disbelievingly as i step into his small room. His laughter is now echoing of the walls.

Only one bed.

"Looks like you're in the bath then." I state in all seriousness.

"Oh she cracks jokes now does she?" He's already getting on my nerves.

"Thanks doll for waking me up bye the way." He remarks as he pulls back the covers and slips his body in.

I guess i've got no choice then.

In a huff, I tread round to the other side of the bed, he's sprawled his limbs out everywhere.

"You do realise you can't stay like that." I state as if it was obvious, "You stick to your side and i'll stick to mine."

It suddenly feels like a single bed.

Once i've changed into comfier clothes, i slip into the bed and i just know for a fact that Cillian is smirking.

"Hey goodnight sweetpea." Cillian giggles, voice raspy as he's tired. I groan at his remark and turn to face the opposite way to him. Back to back we lie.

Our steady breaths fill the silent room. I close my eyes and try to clear my mind, wishing i fall into a deep sleep.

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The morning light dawns over us. Wow did I actually make it through the night with him. I open my eyes wider to adjust to the light.

Is Cillian awake, is my first thought.

But i'm caught by surprise when i look down and notice brown messy locks, sprawled across my stomach. My legs are intertwined with another pair.

Oh shit.

Do i wake him? I can't just lay here. I slowly start to sit up as fragilely as i can, praying he won't notice.

"M-morning", is all i manage to spit out. How did we end up here?

"Still want me to take you to your dream destination Cherry?" Cherry.

"Don't you need to be in London?" I question, voice also raspy from sleep.

"Weren't you lookin' for a ride Miss?" He smirks up at me. I smirk back.