I woke up the next morning, sun streaming in my eyes and I groaned.
I look around as I adjust to the light and notice that the room is unfamiliar. I draw back the duvet and go to put my feet back but recoil when I see Alex spread out across the floor, the only thing covering him a small blanket with Sheffield Wednesday footie on it.
shit. it all flows back to me and the panic sets in. im at his house, slept in his bed, he witnessed me being assaulted. will it be akward between us? will things change?
i shuffle to the end of the bed and sneak out the door , down the hallway and to the bathroom.
i look in the mirror after washing my face and thank god that alex is a heavy sleeper. While combing through my hair with my fingers , a sleepy alexander trudges into the bathroom in just a pair of boxers. i find myself staring for a bit too long. he rubs his eyes and scratches his head through his dishevelled hair
he opens his eyes and notices im there, he blushes
"shit , sorry , sorry" he rushes back to the bedroom and comes back in a pair of pyjama pants,
"Have you got any clothes i can put on?"
he nods and he walks back to his bedroom again, shortly after coming back with some joggers and a hoodie then leaves.
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"you wanna go out for summat to eat? theres a nice cafe down the road" he takes a sip of his coffee
"sure"
AN: this chapters a bit shit
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Romance'Alright?' The first words he ever said to me. The first words that made me fall in love. His hair , his nose , his eyes , his smile. I love him. I loved him.
