I woke up, with the morning light shining onto my face, curled up on my side, cuddling something as i felt something wrapped around me.
I felt my hand lye gently on something as well, but it didn't feel like a pillow, or the bed because it was slowly moving up and down.
I decided to finally open my eyes, as they felt crusted over.
I yawned and rubbed my eyes lifting my hand.
Bill
I was cuddled up right next to Bill, immersed in his warmth. His arm was wrapping around me, tightly, and I guess it was his chest that my hand was resting upon when i woke up.
My heart started to beat fast. I didn't remember staying the night at his house...
But I'm not complaining.
I finally decided to get up, trying not to wake Bill up. I slipped a pillow in place of where I was, watching him sleep liking sleeping beauty.
How could someone be so beautiful.
I walked over the the door that was connected to a bathroom from his room. As i opened the door there was a mirror right in front of me.
I look like shit.
My hair was all messed up, my makeup was smeared all over my face, and my eyes formed crusts. I then silently closed the door, again, to not wake the black haired boy up.
I began to run the water, i put my palms together under the sink and flushed my face with the water, holy hell that water is cold. I gasped for breath from the coldness of the water.
I looked like a raccoon from the smeared mascara. I paused, looking at myself for a long minute and gave out a stupid chuckle looking at myself caused by still being slightly asleep and had a headache from last night.
I continued wiping off the makeup until it finally came off, after using many of the things i saw to help along with the water.
I then took my hands and fingers to fix my hair
This outfit is really uncomfortable. I thought, still being in my party clothes from last night. I don't know how my shoes were already off though.
I then quietly peeked through the door to see if bill was awake yet. He in fact, was still asleep. I think I remember him saying he could sleep all day if he wanted.
I swiftly moved from the bathroom, back into the room, grabbing my shoes and my phone. But right as I straightened my posture from leaning down, i heard a voice from the door.
"Awe, leaving so soon?" The voice said. I flinched and turned around looking toward where the person was.
I sighed, seeing it was just Tom. And rolled my eyes taking a deep breath after the scare i just experienced.
"What, you're not happy to see your lovers brother?" He said, talking to me again.
"Lover. You do realize what you're implying there right?" I said looking back towards him.
"Duh." He stated, bringing the look of stupidity onto me.
"Well F.Y.I, we didn't do anything more than just sleep and I guess cuddle." I stated, but mumbling the last part. And gently sat on the edge of the bed
"What was tha-" he started.
"Nothing!" I said interrupting him. "Anyways, by chance do you have anything else i could change into, this outfit isn't ideally comfortable."
"Sure I guess, but you can always look in Bill clothes to find something, im sure he wouldn't mind considering it would be you wearing them." I heard the dread headed boy state as I was turned my head away from him.

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The Spikey Black Haired Boy
FanfictionThe year is 2007, and Indigo (N/n is Indy) had moved back to Germany with her Mother and older sister, Gemma (Gem) after Indy's Dad died due to a horrible tumor in his brain. Indy's mother took a job as a Co-manager for this band named Tokio Hotel...