You're My Roommate?!

CH3. Whats Happening....

Alex's POV-

I start to wake up, reaching for my phone and tapping the screen to check the time. The light from my phone hurts my tired eyes, as I try to rub the sleep out of them. I sit up ignoring the harsh pain in my back. I looked down to realize I have a blanket and a pillow. "I don't remember getting up last night." I think to myself. Confused, I got up folding the blanket neatly and hanging it on the couch. I go and sit at the counter in the kitchen with my head in my arms. Trying to figure out what to do today. I close my eyes for a moment. I'm thinking to myself when I hear a voice behind me " why are you sleeping at the counter." he asked with a voice that could melt me. His voice was already deep but now it's deep with a little rumble too. My back is still in pain. "I was just trying to figure out what to do today." I explained. "Why don't you start by making us breakfast." he replied in a cheeky tone. "I guess what do you want?" I replied getting annoyed way too early in the morning. "Pancakes would be a nice way to thank me for the blanket and pillow." he pointed towards the couch. My eyes widened in shock before asking "wait you gave me the pillow and blanket?" "Well duh, did you remember getting it yourself, what did you think a ghost got it for you" he teased. My face went blank....

Ollie POV-

When I woke up I went through the living room towards the kitchen. Realizing Alex folded the blanket neatly, telling me she was already awake. When I walked into the kitchen I saw she was sleeping at the counter. I feel kind of bad knowing my couch wasn't the most comfortable thing to sleep on. I push the thoughts aside before waking her up. I heard my stomach growl and thought this would be the perfect time to tease her a little. Asking her to make me pancakes I swifty threw in the fact that I got her the blanket and pillow. We went back and forth for a moment before her face went pale, making me feel bad for teasing her. "Why would I feel bad though, why would I even get her the blanket to begin with, I didn't want her here." I thought to myself.

Alex POV-

"Why is he being nice now, he doesn't want me here.... So why." I snapped back to reality realizing I was standing there frozen. "Oh yeah I never even asked your name." I say slightly embarrassed. "My friends call me Ollie, but you can call me Oliver," he teased. "Okay Oliver it is then." I say slightly teasing back. I turn to make breakfast, while cooking, I feel eyes on me. Making me slightly nervous. Putting it out of my mind I decided to cut up some sausage to put in the eggs as well.

Ollies POV-

She seems to come back from thinking of whatever she was thinking about. I watch her as she starts cooking. My eyes instinctively follow the curve of her sides down to her hips. "At least she's not ugly" I thought to myself. She pulls out some sausage from the fridge and starts to cut it up. Ping I look down at my phone to check the notification. "Ow" I hear in the kitchen. I look up and see blood dripping on the floor. She had cut herself with the knife. "Oh god Alex." I shout instinctively running to her side and grabbing her hand. I quickly drag her to the sink and rinse off her hand before grabbing the first aid from under the counter. She's extremely quiet as I bandage her finger up. "You should be more careful." I say looking up at her face. She's redder than a tomato. I quickly feel my face heat up." I don't feel good." as i quickly go back to my room and shut the door, planning to never come out ever again.

Alex's POV-

I was so nervous I was shaking trying not to feel the eyes watching me. My hand slipped and I cut my finger with the knife. "ow " I winced in pain. "Oh god Alex". I hear behind me followed by Oliver rushing towards me, grabbing my hand and dragging me to wash off my hand. Noticing how close he was to me. I feel my face heat up. Unable to speak, I just watch him as he bandages my finger up. He tells me I should be careful making my face get even redder if that was even possible. He looks up at me and our eyes meet for the second time in 24 hours. He suddenly says he doesn't feel good and rushes to his room. I'm left with my thoughts again. "What just happened..."