Its not meant to be.

Chapter 11

'Mmm... what is this warm, heavy yet so soft pillow?' You thought, hugging it close to you.

It also smells like lavander....

"Mmh," you opened your eyes as you stretched feeling something obstruct your legs.

"This isn't my room," you muttered staring at its 'pinkness', rubbing your eyes as you recalled the night's events.

You immediately turned to your left quite knowing what or who you're snuggling with.

And there she was, sleeping with her hair sprawled on her pink flowery bed. Her arms securely wrapped around you and her legs tangled with your own.

Her thick lashes fluttered as the ray of sunlight hit them, revealing her hazel eyes, confused, as she tried to focus on you.

But failed as she sleepily shut it back, snuggling close to you. Trapping you in a floral scented warm embrace.

"Oof," you breathed out, finding the air knocked out of your lungs as she laid her head on your chest, getting comfortable.

"Isa..." you sighed smiling, as your hand plays with her hair.

"Mmm," she softly yawned, melting on your arms.

"So cute....,"Unable to resist, you kissed her forehead. "Morning Mi Vida," you whispered.

"Morning...," she sighed hugging you, inhaling your scent."Mmm... Minty milk..."

She was about to fall asleep when your phone vibrated near her, waking her up.

"Wha?" Isabela shot up taking the rectangular device with her. "Why is this device here- ow my head!" She hissed in pain.

"You should take it easy Isa," you told her as she jumped up, surprised.

"Artesia?" She look at you confused, before being attacked by piercing headache again.
"What are you doing here?"

"Maybe slow down with martinis next time," you said massaging her temples. "And to answer your question you kinda dragged me here,"

"I did?" Isabela's mouth dropped. "Wait... did something happened last night?!" She squeaked popping off red petals.

"Huh?" You answered her question with your own, becoming confused yourself.

"You know..." she started fiddling with her hands, blushing.

It took a second before you mirrored her expression.

"No! I mean no.... I would never do that while you're drunk... I'm not a creep! I mean we did kiss again... I mean you did kiss me first after leading me inside your room and you gave me permission for the other one that's just IT!!!!! I promise!" You rambled explaining as you heat up.

Let's just say you have an imaginative mind and Isabela bringing that up doesn't help your situation right now.

"We kiss?!" Isabela gasped, looking troubled.

You flinched, reconsidering your actions last night, maybe what you did is wrong and you took advantage of Isabela's defenselessness.....

You began to overthink when you heard Isabela's lamenting voice.

"Why can't I remember. Omg! I'M SO SORRY !" She gripped your hand making you wince.

Technically, the bruise is still there from last night.....now turning icky yellow, under Isabela's hand.

"Sorry did I hurt you?" Noticing you flinched painfully, Isabela looked at you worriedly, before following your eyes..... landing on a hand shaped bruise,
Too big for her hand.