It isn't all misery

Chapter 8

I apologise for taking so long to update, and it finishes on a weird point because I didn't know if this was getting too long and would get boring. Consider it a mini cliff hanger (hardly.) Part 2 (I guess you could call it aka chapter 9) should be coming soon as I'm writing it now and it'll be better than this chapter! :) Still, thank you guys for reading and let me know how it's going! :D

I finally woke up, not because of any light streaming through the curtains (thank god) but because of what sounded like plates crashing in the distance.

Wait, what curtains?

I sat up in an unfamiliar bed. It was definitely comfy, and I would gladly lay back down and close my eyes again, but first I had to figure out whose bed it was. Looking around the also unfamiliar room I assumed it was Ashley's, which meant I was in Ashley's bed. Did we do anything? Did we have sex? I thought I fell asleep on the sofa? Oh god, how embarrassing, he must think I'm so lame. I

peeked under the covers to see I wasn't naked, but I wasn't in my dress. I was in a baggy black top, with the sleeves cut off. It hung off my shoulder casually, and just came past my butt. It looked like the kind of thing I would go out and buy. As I shuffled out of the bed and pulled the top back onto my shoulder, the door opened then, and I felt the need to pull the shirt down to cover my legs somewhat, as Ashley strolled through the door with 2 bowls.

"Oh, good you are up" he noticed. Well I might as well jump straight in.

"Did you undress me last night?"

"Uh," he laughed. "Yeah I did, only to get you in that top. I thought it might be more comfortable than your dress." I didn't realise but I must have been pulling some kind of face, so he felt the need to reassure me.

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of guy. That's why all your underwear is still on"

Ah, that it was. I was semi-glad of this, because that's a really decent thing to do so thanks Ashley, but I don't usually sleep in my bra because you get those awful lines where it's dug in to your skin overnight. Plus it's just uncomfortable, but I guess I wouldn't really care being unconscious and whatnot last night.

"You woke up for a while, as I helped you upstairs, but you were completely out of it" he laughed, "you completely crashed last night."

He entered the room fully and sat on the bed, putting the two bowls down. The bowls of cereal.

"Well, what a lovely looking breakfast that is"

"I didn't really know what to do, I mean I don't usually do this kind of thing...Make the girl breakfast and all. And I don't know what you like, so I was playing it safe."

I sat down on the bed too. "Did you uhm...drop some plates?"

Ashley held his spoon in mid air "Almost!" he blurted. "I caught them mostly but they still crashed into the sink. Why? Did you hear it?" I nodded and ate my cereal. Can I just say how surreal this is? I know I say it a lot, but honestly I would have expected to have had sex with Ashley before sitting on his bed eating cereal with him. It's actually pretty weird. But a nice weird.

"Do you...have any plans for today?" Ashley asked in between spoonfuls. I thought for a moment. Admittedly I didn't want to leave so I was hoping that he was going somewhere with this.

"Completely free today" I told him, putting my bowl on the side table, not quite finished, but I wasn't feeling up to eating right now.

"Well then maybe you'd want to hang out, we could go meet the guys later too" I was trying to play it cool but I just wanted to grin like an idiot and squeal a little.