It's not the first time Taylor wakes up in Ricky's room, in his bed, cuddled into his chest.
It infact is the first time she wakes up here with a massive headache which means she is hungover.
And it also is the first time she wakes up with a lack of clothes on.
Slowly her head tills to her left where she knows Ricky always is laying. Please don't be naked.
The blanket is pulled up until his chest, and it is clear he is shirtless, but that wouldn't say much. He always sleeps shirtless.
Slowly her hand grips his blanket, bringing it up very slowly. Please be wearing pants, please be wearing pants, please be we-" The blanket immediately is dropped down again.
He infact was not wearing pants.
Holy shit.
This only can mean one thing, and she isn't sure what to think about it.
She had sex with Ricky.
Ricky bowen. Richard Bowen, her best friend slash four year long crush.
And they were drunk, hell she doesn't even remember it. Not a single thing.
Sure, she had been waiting for something to happen for such a long time, but it would be nice of it happened while they were sober, or atleast sober enough to know what they were doing.
And it also would be nice if they didn't immediately have sex. Yeah, that would be great aswell.
She looks back at the boy, he still is asleep, hell he might be passed out from how he hadn't moved once.
Oh god, what will he think when he wakes up naked with an naked hed in his bed?
Fuck, he will never look at her the same. He doesn't like her like that, and they just made the biggest mistake that could ever have happened.
She can just hear him telling her that it was a mistake and they should forget this ever happened.
She also practically can feel her heart breaking, and she quicjly makes a decision.
She a gets out of his bed and quickly starts putting on her clothes.
One problem, she can't find her shirt. With wide eyes she looks trough the room, in hopes to find the black corset top, with no use.
She quickly grabs an short of Ricky's out of his closet, not caring that her shirt will be left in here somewhere, cause right now she just needs to gets out of here.
Rushing towards the window she quietly opens and closes it to not leave any trace to her before climbing towards her own.
Once in her room she drops on her bed, hoping he was too drunk to remember any of this happening.
Or atleast not remember it being her.
If only she knew he would find her shirt in his room soon and connect all the dots.
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HEATHER | r.bowen✔️
Fanfiction"What a sight for sore eyes." In which a girl is madly in love with her best friend who is in love with another girl. (short chapters) hsmtmts au ricky bowen x fem!oc social media x real life
