Chapter Seven: Robin

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I wake up in my bed. Panic gripped my belly.

How did I get down here?

I sit up in a rush and my vision fails for a few seconds.

Hurry up, eyes, I don't have all day!

I get out of my bed and dash upstairs to Garrick's room, tripping over myself. My body isn't as awake as my mind is.

I swing open his door and see his bed, empty. He obviously slept there...

I run down the steps, nearly falling down them, and search the house frantically.

"Garrick?!" I call into the high ceiling of the living room.

I hear a small grunt from the couch. "What the hell, Robin. I'm right here. You aren't homesick already, are you?" He asks.

"What are you talking about...?" I ask.

"You've only been here for one night. If you want to stay as long as you plan, you should really man up."

"Garrick. Tell me what happened last night." I order.

"Well, I just brought you home and then we saw the sunset. It was okay, I guess."

I get close to his face "Did we happen to, uh, do anything?"

He gets even closer. "You were pretty tired and you went straight to your room when we got home." He says cooly.

I lie on the floor and look at the ceiling. "Are you messing with me?"

I feel like my heart has been ripped out of me. I know everything wasn't a dream. It lasted too long and it felt way too real.

Garrick sits up and lies down next to me on the floor.

"I'm totally messing with you, Bing." He says with a smile on his stupid face.

"You scared the hell out of me. Don't do that." I said.

"Lighten up, Bing. I'm sorry." He says while playing with my hair.

I look into his eyes.

"Seriously, don't do that."

I'm on the verge of tears when I finally decide to kiss him.

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