wildest dreams- 198nights

17. Slut!

1989's POV

I was woken up by the sun hitting my face. I reluctantly opened my eyes, my head hurt and I was slightly dizzy. I blinked rapidly several times, trying to adjust to the light.

"Morning I guess" I heard looking up to see Midnights sitting next to me playing with my hair. She looked so lovely.

"What time is it?" I said, trying to get up but my legs disobeyed me. A wave of memories from last night passed through my mind. MY GOD.

"Great question to start a day" she said sarcastically reaching for her phone "8am" I squinted my eyes.

"Why did you get up so early? I thought you hated it" I turned towards her, leaning on my elbows.

"I do, my parents came back and that woke me up" she shrugged indifferently. For a moment I thought I had misheard, but when I realized what she had just said my brain immediately started working properly.

"Your parents are home? Now?" I was confused and didn't know what to do. I felt my cheeks burning. Her parents were home. I was in her bed. In her t-shirt. After what happened last night. THIS IS A FUCKING DREAM.

"Glad that they weren't there at night, you were so loud" Midnights smirked. I shook my head, covering my face with my hands so that she wouldn't notice that I was blushing. "How are you feeling?"

"I don't think I'll be able to walk today, but thanks for asking" I replied looking at her and unconsciously biting my lip.

"Let me help you" Midnights said, getting up from the bed and grabbing my hand while holding me by the waist.

"You're such a softie" I smiled at her and Mid rolled her eyes.

"You wish" she said and at the same moment we heard a knock on the door. I started to panic and collecting my things from the floor as Midnights looked at me in disbelief. "You don't have to..." she said and I gave her a murderous look.

"Honey, are you up?" we heard Midnights mom's voice from behind the door. I looked at Midnights again.

"Fine, wardrobe" she said pointing to the door next to me and smirking at my behavior. I went in there immediately, hoping that Delilah won't want anything from her daughter's closet.

"Hi, did you sleep well?" Delilah asked and I heard her footsteps. I didn't want to eavesdrop but Midnights' mom was talking loudly and I had no choice.

"I guess so"

"I don't remember the last time you got up this early"

"Suprise" the sarcasm in Midnights voice were impossible to miss.

"Dad stayed in New York, but don't worry I'm sure he will make it up to you"

"He doesn't have to, I don't care about it"

"Midnights"

"What?"

I heard her mother sigh and then there was a moment of silence between them. The phone rang.

"It's Chloe" Delilah said and picked up without leaving the room. Impatiently, I started getting nervous and playing with the diamond ring on my middle finger.

"What?! Oh my...well I hope she gets better soon...thanks, bye" I heard her footsteps again and this time she walked so close that I could smell her perfume. "I have to make a few phone calls, we have a little confusion in the office"

"Well, that's your job"

"I'm so sorry my dear, If you need anything, I'm here" her footsteps receded, she seemed to be heading towards the door. "Remember I love you...to the moon"