Racing for love

Chapter 16 ~ orange juice & ice cream

I woke up with a pounding headache. I lay my head in my hands and tried to remember what had happened last night, nothing. My mind was a blank.

When my eyes opened I looked around cluelessly. I had no idea where I was or how I got here. But it felt familiar.

It smelt familiar.

The sheets I was under, the pillow I had slept on... the shirt I was cuddled up in.

I looked to my right and to my surprise I saw a brunette boy with his legs curled up on a chair where he lay asleep.

'Oh Charles.' I sighed looking at how sweet he looked when he slept. I got up and soon realised that I was wearing his shirt and underwear. But his shirt was so big on me that you couldn't even tell I was in there. I picked up a pair of shorts I found on the floor and put them on.

I took a grey blanket from the bed and tucked it around him. It was the same blanket we used to stay under when I slept over at his. We both used to love it.

I headed into the kitchen and wondered around before taking a seat at the stools by the counter. I sat there on my phone.

I didn't want to be rude or anything but I was thirsty, so I opened his fridge and took out a carton of orange juice.

I took out a cup from his cupboard and poured myself a glass. 'Finally drinking something other than shots ?' He joked. I laughed and looked up at him.

'Want some ?' I asked offering him my glass.

I took it that he didn't want much. He took one mouthful and handed it back to me, 'knock yourself out.' He added with a smile on his face. There was a strange tension what weirdly made me feel comfortable.

'How'd you sleep ?' He asked, I loved how much he cared and how he always checked on the smallest things just to make sure I was okay. He always had.

'Barely even knew I was alive.' I laughed, I went over to where he was sat, I took a seat next to him and took another sip.

'How come you stayed on the couch ?' It wasn't something I was very amused in but I wanted to hear about it and hear his voice again.

'You asked me to stay, I knew you were drunk but I did as you asked because there was probably a reason right ?' I listened to him, I probably didn't realise that I was staring at him with puppy eyes.

'Did I tell you about what happened with Pierre ?' It was a random moment to bring it up but we needed to talk about it sooner or later. He looked over at me with an apologetic look.

'Yeah, and I'm so sorry for signing you up to it, I should've never sent you around alone.' He apologised although none of it was his fault, well mostly.

'I just don't understand what happened ? I knew it was gunna end soon but the reason was so stupid.' I put my hand down on the counter and took another sip. I felt his fingers across mine.

I looked over at him and he flashed me his stunning green eyes. My look softened and our eye contact was making me fall weak at the knees. But I couldn't. I could never, not straight after the break up.

'He was never right for you.' Charles' voice seemed deep and serious, this boy was so quick in changing his mood.

'What ? Why ?' I questioned. His grip tightened around my hands and I looked at him once more.

Without saying a thing he put his warm, big hand on my cheek and pulled me closer.
'Because, he barely knows you, you have no chemistry with him.' He seemed serious now and I didn't like it, not on this topic.