Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

Ugh, I’m too hot, and why can't I move? I feel light breathing on my neck, I get more sense and move my body, and I still can't budge. My eyes shoot open to see a sleeping Jackson draped over me. What the- I look down to see an oversized shirt on and bare legs, we haven't? Did I drink that much? Ugh I can't remember! I try and wriggle free, peeling his arm and leg from me, my bodily functions are calling.  
 As I get up, I hit my head. "Ouch!" The ceiling is pretty low in here, I feel a breeze on my legs, I lift up my shirt ugghhhh, I slept in my underwear too? Classy Ava. I look around and find some of Jackson's boxer shorts on the floor, they'll have to do. I hear him turning over in the bed, please stay asleep. "Where are you going?" Typical,  I look over to him propped up on his elbow, his hair is stuck up on one side and his voice is deep and husky, Lord have mercy.
"I need the toilet," I cross my legs and pull the shirt down as far as it'll let me. "I'll come with you," he gets up, he's just in some boxers - tight ones at that. "I don't need a guide, all you have to do is tell me where to go." I try not to look, but the view is amazing. He catches me staring at him and looks down, he clears his throat and covers his front bit. "It's next to Seth’s room, what if he comes out a sees you like that?"
"Then I'll run, duh." He laughs, I'm glad he finds my situation amusing.
"You do know my room is in the attic right? Let's go." I look around, how did I not notice when I hit my head? I groan, "fine."

"I never thought I'd have a chauffeur to and from the toilet," I don't know where to put my arms, whether to cover my bare chest or legs. How could I let myself get that drunk to the point I don't remember anything?' "Um, I'm sorry for staying last night, I've never gotten that drunk before." Guilt fills me, and I feel sick - not in the hangover way either. "It's okay, you was pretty hilarious, and my dad thinks so too." Oh god, Daniel. I hope I didn't embarrass myself. "I didn't do anything stupid, did I?"
"Not really, it could have been worse." we get back to his room and I quickly jump back into bed. "We didn't?..."
"Have sex? No, you was paralytic!"
"Then did you dress me?"
"Nope, you grabbed that shirt and dressed yourself, saying it spoke to you, then you got into my bed chatting away to yourself, then within second you was comatose. It was an amazing party trick." Embarrassment joins my guilt, my god. I look at the shirt, it's a kitten saying 'I'm purrrrrfect', sweet Jesus, I'm an idiot. "I'm sorry! You should have just taken me home, it's cheeky of me to have taken up so much of your bed."
"If it makes you feel any better, I have a sofa bed over there. I was going to use that but you didn't cover yourself, so when I climbed in and pulled the duvet over you, you gripped my shirt and arm and refused to let go, so I had no choice but to sleep next to you." When will the embarrassment end?
"Sorry..." I bring my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them. "Hey, don't be, I saw a side of you that no one has never seen before, I feel privileged." He climbs on the bed next to me and lifts my chin, "plus, I quite liked sleeping next to you, it was a first."
"It was a first for me too, I just wish I was conscious to enjoy it."
"There will be other times, I hope."
"Yeah." The sickness has lifted from me and has been replaced with hope, he leans in and softly kisses me. I pull back covering my mouth, "wait until I brushed my teeth! I bet I have morning breath." He laughs, "I'm sure I will too, it's what happens when you sleep for so many hours."
"I suppose so, but still, no."
"Yes miss! So, what are your plans for today?"
"Umm, I don't really have any, but because I didn't tell my mum that I was staying out last night I must get home." I haven't checked my phone since yesterday either. "Actually, where's my phone, I bet she was worried."
"I think it's in your bag still, over on the couch," I quickly get up and retrieved my phone. Only one message? Off Nick too.

Laser quest? That takes me back. How old is he again? So everything went fine on your own? Please let me know when you get home safe!x

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