Hate You, I Love You.

Chapter 12

"Awww, my head." I stated as soon as I woke up. The sunlight from the room was directly proportional to my eye that I had to squirm.

"Good morning miss,"

I was stretching my whole body but when I heard someone called me miss, my body revived. I raised myself to sit upright.

"Where am I?!" I panicked. Looking around to see that I was not in my room.

The room's interior was gray. There was a bedside table, a white study table in a distance, and a jersey uniform with a surname written on the back 'Johnson' that was hanging on the wall.

I suddenly felt his aura as soon as the door opened.

"In my room," Sebastian replied making his way towards his bed — towards me.

The housekeeper left and I was expecting for Sebastian to fill me something in with last night's mess that I made but he didn't. He just passed by his bed as he goes towards his study table and open his laptop.

"There's acetaminophen and water on the bedside table. Your breakfast is on the mini table to your right." He stated while he was busy doing something on his laptop.

I wanted to ask him on how I ended up here but before I do that, I need to drink the acetaminophen first because my head is feeling heavy.

"Why am I here? I gotta go. Mom might be worried that I wasn't able to come home." I removed his white duvet on my body.

"I texted both your mom and Jayse that you spend the night here. They probably have read the message since it's already eleven in the morning." Sebastian answered still on his laptop.

"What?!" It was eleven in the morning?! How long was I sleeping in Sebastian's bed?!

"What happened?" I asked again.

Sebastian typed something on his laptop. "Just eat your breakfast first,"

I don't want to bicker with him this morning so I decided to follow him and eat the breakfast that was served for me.

There was a bowl of porridge, a bread, and an orange juice.

I started eating breakfast and it was a bit uncomfortable eating my breakfast here when I know that Sebastian is just across me.

I tried to think of a memory as to what happened last night but I couldn't think of one.

I finished the bowl of porridge and was now eating the bread. I roam my eyes around his room again as I pluck a piece of the bread.

Judging his room, I could tell that this room is owned by a guy. The interior shades of his room were all gray and black. A wall where his basketball legacy was placed and a collection of shoes inside a shoe box is neatly arranged making it as a part of design to his room.

"You done looking around?" Sebastian appeared right in front of me.

"What happened last night?" I asked as I was about to eat the bread but then Sebastian took my wrist and directed it towards him as he took a bite of the bread in my hands.

That made me blink a several times.

"You didn't remember anything? Really? I don't think so,"

"Can you just tell me what happened?" I'm trying to convince Sebastian.

"A lot happened last night. I'm sure you have remembered some fragments last night. On what part did you last remember?"

I think hard.

Please, let me recall my thoughts as to what had happened last night.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Please let me remember. After a few seconds, it all flashed in my thoughts.