His Rebel

• After Care •

Layla's POV

I was forced to consciousness because of the throbbing sensation in my lower body.

I groaned loudly, turning in bed and burying my head in the soft pillow. Something seems off.

I jolt my eyes open when I noticed my lower body was naked. I glanced under the duvet and saw a thin oversized shirt that went below my thigh covering my body.

I looked up when flashbacks of last night infiltrated my mind and I laid back down covering my face.

Jesus.

I uncovered my face and noticed Sinn was nowhere to be found. I traveled my gaze around his room and saw it reflected his whole personality.

The bed sheets were black and the curtains were black too. His room was huge and I felt comfortable there.

I felt a huge rush of exhaustion hit me again and I yawned when the door opened and Sinn came into view.

"Morning Layla," his deep voice said my name and I felt turned on by it. This shouldn't happen first thing in the morning.

I scratched my head smiling nervously, "Good Morning Sinn." He stopped by the bed and crossed his arms.

"You're not thinking of running away again, are you? Cause I won't let you this time." He told me and I looked at him widening my eyes.

"No, I wasn't!" I argued and he scoffed sitting at the edge of the bed.

"You can freshen up, I've arranged everything." He told me, cupping my face and I leaned into his touch.

"How are you feeling? Does it hurt?" He asked, concern lacing his features and I straightened up.

"No, I'm fine! Nothing that I can't handle." I told him smiling as I pushed away the duvet and climbed out of the bed.

But as soon as my feets touched the floor, I felt an uncomfortable sensation between my legs making me stumble. I bit on my lower lip and Sinn immediately came by my side holding me.

But I still didn't let this affect me and kept walking, more like limped.

He tched, picking me up in his arms. I wrap my arm around his neck on instinct and opened my mouth to say something but he cut me off.

"Let me take you to the bathroom, Layla. Don't argue." He ordered, a frown forming on his face and I fought back a smile.

He walked me to the bathroom and put me down. I balanced myself holding the door, "Thanks."

He looked at me and said, "I got you a change of clothes from your room. Mine are too big for you." He checked me out in his black shirt which he made me wear last night and I wanted to kiss him but I just woke up and I'm gross.

"Thank you," I told him again cause I was. My heart was full of affection for him that it could explode.

Sinn met my gaze which was looking at him full of affection. "You don't need to thank me, Layla. I want to do this for you."

I smiled hearing his words and tiptoed on my feet, kissing his cheek. "Then take this," I told him and then closed the door to the bathroom having a big smile plastered on my face.

Mom, I love him.

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After a long hot shower, when my sore muscles had finally relaxed and I felt much better, I got out of the shower and changed into the clothes Sinn fetched me from my room.

It was a black sweatshirt and trousers. He does love black a lot. I brushed my teeth with a spare toothbrush he had left for me on the counter and then exited the bathroom.