EUPHORIC | t.s.h

part six

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꒰ Can't keep my hands to myself ꒱

Selena Gomez

The weight of burning light fell onto Y/n's eye lids, brightening her awake from the deep slumber she had fallen into.

She opened her eyes, squinting unconsciously. The light still heavy on her eyes. She rubbed them with her fingers, gaining a familiarity with her surroundings. Expecting to see her normal room with a plain desk stacked with paper and CD's, she was surprised to see that they weren't there; in fact, she wasn't there?

Instead it was someone else's room, a boy's room. Her heart gave a jolt of horrid realisation as she reconciled her brain cells to finally remember what had happened the night before.

"I swear to Josh Brolin's ass." She whispered as she glanced to her side only to spot Tom, fallen asleep with his face dug into a glossy grey pillow.

She sat up carefully, trying not to wake the sleeping beauty besides her. She motioned to get off the bed but the mere sight of her bare inner thighs scared her to death.

"Shit fuck shit what the fuck shit." She sweared under her breath, looking around the room for an item of clothing, still hiding her naked body inside the sheets.

As soon as she spotted her clothes from last night the door clicked open without a knock.

"Come on loser it's time to clean-" May stops in her tracks as she spots y/n sitting inside Tom's bed, hiding her body with a layer of grey fabric onto her bare skin.

She seemed traumatised for a second, raising her eyebrows she glanced from y/n to the sleeping Tom. Until her eyes widen and her mouth falls open.

Y/n quickly puts a finger to her own lips and moves them to make a silent 'shhh' sound. May pulls herself back from screaming and walks up to y/n's side.

"What are you doing?" She whispered in the lowest volume she could, with curiosity and worry lacing her voice.

"I slept with him." Y/n answered honestly with a worried expression on her own face.

"Yeah no shit let's get you out." May said trying to pull off the covers from over y/n.

"I'm naked." She whispered back.

"Weren't we all when we were born."
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May had lent y/n some of her clothes since y/n felt as if she'd explode wearing that pink skirt once again. Y/n quickly pulled on the grey sweats and hoodie fixing her hair in the mirror and using some of the lotion sitting on her friend's dresser.

She took a sigh and got out of May's room to join her downstairs with the girls, who happened to have crashed here last night.

She walked down the staircase feeling the soft fabric of the clothing give her comfort. She was still mildly terrified of what sleeping with Tom meant. She knew well enough in her first week at Kingston High that this Tom was not someone who stuck around. She was scared of assuming that she was in a relationship with him, or was it just a one night thing? Definitely the second one.

Yeah sure he was hot, yeah sure she probably sucked on every part of his body, but it was just an irresistible attraction. There was nothing good about him, except for the fact that he had a twenty four pecs for no living reason at all.

Y/n stepped down the stairs only to spot Divs and Louis picking up the empty plastic cups from the floor and loading them into large trash bags while Sauce cleaned the counter. May stood on the complete side of the room with a hair dryer on her hand, plugged into the nearest switch as she attempted to dry the wet patch on the misplaced couch.