Mischief Moon (Seventh Series #2)

CHAPTER 4

HER

Urgh, my head...

Napaupo ako sa kama, groaning when I felt my head throb in pain. Shit... I looked around, noticing that I was in my bedroom... How did I get here?

Wala akong maalala kagabi... Trying to shake off the pain in my head I slowly got up the bed and went to the bathroom. I was surprised when I looked at the mirror. Did I wash up before going to bed? Parang hindi naman...

Ugh bat wala akong maalala, fuck...

I washed my face and changed last night's clothes. After doing my routine, I walked back to the bedroom and went to get my phone pero hindi ko kaagad nahanap. I looked around the room, on my desk, the night stand, on the bed, under the bed pero wala talaga, hindi ko mahanap.

"Baka nawala ko sa club kagabi...?"

While contemplating on what could possibly happened last night kung bakit nawawala yung phone ko bigla naman akong may narinig sa labas ng room ko. My brows furrowed and I decided to check it out.

Paglabas ko, I heard the noise coming from the kitchen. May rat bang pumasok sa apartment? I then checked the windows if they were open... and they weren't. Huh...

I went to the kitchen, and was taken aback from what I was seeing.

"Ahm..."

At that, the guy standing in my kitchen turned around holding a spatula in one hand and wearing my pink frilly apron. Despite the disbelief I can't help but almost laugh at the sight.

"You're awake."

Well, that waked me up for sure, removing any funny thoughts and focusing on why the hell is this guy in my apartment.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He raised a brow, a hand on his hip and with a smirk.

"Ohoho, is that a way to thank someone who took care of you last night?"

"Took care of me?"

"Yeah, you don't remember?" He said, pointing the spatula towards me with a smile. My brows furrowed at that...

"I-" Then remnants of last night flashed in my head. Oh God... why was I so stupid! "A-ah..."

The guy smirked once again and let out a smug scoff, turning around to continue cooking. He glanced back, smugness oozing off of him. So arrogant... nakakainis.

"I'm waiting for that thank you by the way, Peach."

"I... tha- wait a minute... for all I know baka ginagawa mo lang 'toh to take advantage of me."

As I said that, he turned the stove off and poured the soup on a bowl. After that, he turns around and stares at me blankly.

"Really, Peach? You think I'm gonna take advantage of you?" He said as he stepped closer. I took a step back because of that.

"O-obviously... I don't even know you, and you-" My breath hitched when he was one step away from me. From up this close, I just noticed that he was slightly taller and was looking down at me.

A shiver ran down my spine when I got a glimpse of his hardened gaze, it made me look away and I found myself stuttering once more. What the hell is up with this guy?

"C-can you back a-away, please. You're m-making me uncomfortable." I tried to say snappily but it only came out shaky and panic-stricken.

The fuck is wrong with me... I don't easily get straight panic, this is just some random guy who I had a one night stand with. I'm not gonna be seeing him again, I'm never going to see him again.