.Cee's POV
"My head...it hurts soo much!"
I slowly opened my eyes, pressing a hand to my aching forehead. The ceiling above me came into view, but it wasn't my ceiling. I sat up in bed, glancing around in bewilderment.
"This isn't my room," I thought absently as I yawned. Then it hit me. "I'm in Jay's room! " I screamed internally.
What the hell am I doing here?!
I shrugged and stretched, noting that despite the confusion, I had slept well.
What time is it...?
As I shifted, the duvet slid off my chest, revealing that I wasn't in my clothes from yesterday. Instead, I was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. What the...?
W-What happened?!
Panic began to set in. I scanned the room, groaning as I clutched my forehead. My dress from the previous night was neatly folded and placed inside the open wardrobe.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, wincing as a wave of dizziness hit me. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
The room was quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. I tiptoed to the door, cracked it open, and peeked into the hallway.
"Jay? " I called out softly, my voice barely above a whisper. There was no answer. I crept out of the room, my bare feet padding softly on the carpet.
My head was still aching and I felt like I could throw up any sooner but I ignored it.
I made my way to the living room and there he was , fast asleep on the couch.
Relief washed over me. At least he was here, and I could get some answers.
I tiptoed closer and stood beside,him bending over to him and pausing to take in the sight of his sleeping face. His usually sharp features were softened in slumber, his lashes resting lightly. His cheeks seemed so squishy and pink. I wouldn't mind saying he looked soo adorable... Like a baby.
The furrow that often creased his brow was smoothed out, giving him an almost boyish look. His lips were slightly parted, his breathing steady and calm.
For a moment, I hesitated to wake him, not wanting to disturb the peaceful expression that had replaced his usual alert demeanor.
Maybe my eyes met his lips, maybe it didn't... I just wanted to stare at him all day.
But then, everything that happened from last night crossed my mind.
He rejected me...
Yup,my chest begun to hurt soo much and my dizzy feeling didn't leave me .
With a sigh,I gently tapped his shoulder.
"Jay, wake up," I murmured.
He didn't budge . I shook him a bit harder, raising my voice slightly.
"Jayyy..."Still nothing. He remained deeply asleep, his breathing unchanging.
Frustrated, I resorted to giving him a firm nudge. "Come on,wake up!" Even then, he only groaned softly and turned his head to the other side.
I sighed and, in a last-ditch effort, leaned down close to his ear. "Jay,wake up!" I said sharply.
Finally, he stirred, blinking groggily as he rubbed his eyes. "Hm? You're awake?" he mumbled.
He stirred, groaning as he rubbed his eyes. "Come on,go sleep some more," he mumbled, still half-asleep.
