||Chapter Four||

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I wake up, a blanket laying overtop of me, and laying on Brendons naked chest.

I remember what had happened last night, and I smile.

I reach over him, grabbing my phone.

I have a message from Max, and my mother.

Max
Hey. Went to the beach with Jase today. Might stay at his place tonight.

Mom
Hey darling. Your father and I have to go out of town. Leaving you with Max. He also went to the beach with Jase and may stay overnight. Be good. Love you.

I reply to there messages, and set my phone on the table next to me.
I lift the blanket, to see if Brendon was wearing his boxers, which he was.

I grab the blanket, tossing a smaller one over him, and stand up, just to fall back down.

Well. I'm not going to be walking for a while. I mean. I'm used to it, but still.

It's happened before.

As I look over, I see Brendons eyes open, and he sits up.

"Hey. Baby you okay?"

"What? Oh. Yeah I'm fine"

"Okay. Max won't be home till late. Maybe not until tomorrow even. Parents will be gone for a week or two"

"Okay. Actually, do you have any asprin?"

"Yeah. In my bathroom in the mirror cabinent"

"Hah. Suggesting walking is not an option in this state?"

"Yes. Your fault, though"

"But it was worth it"

"Very worth it" I reply laughing.

He stands up, and goes to my bathroom. He pops an asprin, without water, and puts the pills back.

He walks to me, and helps me up. He walks me to my bathroom.

"Do you want to take a shower"

"Um. Again. Legs are not working"

"I'll be glad to help"

"Fine"

I drop the towel and he turns on the shower.

I watch as the water pours out of the showerhead.

He takes off his boxers, and grabs my hand, helping me in.

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I step out of the shower, followed by Brendons hand.
He leads me to my closet, and I get a pair of black highwaisted short shorts, and a black croptop with a kissy-face emoji.

I grab underwear and a bra, and change.

I walk to my bathroom, cautious not to make my legs even more sore.
I go to my bathroom and brush my hair, and put on mascara, eyeliner, and lipstick as I curl the ends of my hair.

I slip on my flats from the day before.
I walk to my bed, and grab my phone.

I head for the door, as a fully dressed Brendon stops me.

"Nope" he says, picking me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

"Brendon! Put me down!"

"Nope!" he responds.

He walks out of my room, and runs down the stairs, quickly. He runs out the front door, closing it behined him.

He runs to my car, and sets me in the passengers seat.

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