My favorite enemy

Chapter twenty three | aftermath

I wake up and the morning light stings at my eyes, just as I adjust to the light I feel an arm wrap around me.

last night events run through my mind again.

I smile to myself and hold his arm before turning around and facing him, his green eyes stare back at me and he tucks my hair behind my ear.

I notice that we're completely naked still and I blush.

He pulls me close to him and plants a rough yet soft kiss on my lips.

I kiss him back with the same force before my eyes widen and I break the kiss.

"Shit, what time is it?!" I ask slightly panicked.

He looks over at the clock on my table.

"10:00, why?" He asks sitting up a bit.

"10:00 am right?" I ask sitting up with him.

"Yeah." He says as he stretches his arms.

"My moms going to be home in four hours." I sigh and rub my face, "I don't even want to see what the house looks like."

I wince at the thought.

"I'll help you clean up the house and I'll be gone before she gets home don't worry." He stands up and puts his jeans and boxers back on before grabbing his hoodie and sliding it over his bare chest.

He cleaned me up with his shirt last night so he can't exactly wear that.

Thank god I have an IUD because, well you know.

"No don't worry about it I got i-"

"Hey it's no problem really, I said I'll help. Now get up sleepy head." He smiles as he grabs my hands and helps me up out of bed.

I'm not really in any place to decline the help considering I can't do it all by myself.

I wonder who's all here still.

My legs are a little wobbly as I stand up but it's not terrible.

I hear a small laugh escape his lips and I slap his arm.

"Not funny!" I frown as I walk over to my dresser to put on clothes.

I feel him watching me as I slip on a new pair of panties and a big t shirt with some shorts.

I take one look in the mirror and it looks like I fought off a bear.

I have no time to really clean myself up all I can do is brush out my tangles and try to use my hands to wipe the black from under my eyes.

"You still look gorgeous." He leans against the wall impatiently tapping his foot waiting for me to face the messy house.

I roll my eyes before opening my bedroom door and walking out, I quickly wish I hadn't.

It's so much fucking worse than I thought.

There's a couple people passed out on the floor still and there's empty beer cans everywhere.

"Oh Jesus Christ." My head starts to pound from the thought of cleaning this up.

Okay we need a plan.

"Here's what we'll do, you get these people out of here and I'll wake up Xander and have him help too."

"Sounds good to me." He looks down at the girl passed out on the floor and politely starts waking her up and telling her to go home.

I walk past them and over to Xander's room, to my surprise he's not in his room.

What the hell.