Beneath You're Beautiful (EDITING)

Chapter 22: Revenge

* Alice's POV *

The next day, I woke up with my face planted in my pillow. I hadn't drank too much on my birthday so I didn't have a pounding headache but it still throbbed.

I was about to move my arm to itch my neck when I realised that it was draped around something hard. I couldn't comprehend what it was that my arm was draped over so I started patting it. There were six hard bumps on it but I was still confused so my hand traveled upwards till it touched what felt like hair. I patted up and down till I realised what it was.

My cheeks flushed to a bright shade of red. It was Thomas. The six bumps I felt was his six pack and when I went up it was the hair on his head! I quickly stopped patting him but then realised that my hand was just lying on his face.

I took it off and lifted my head from the pillow. When my embarrassed gaze connected with his, he burst out laughing.

"What...what the...hell was that?!" He could hardly speak because he was laughing so much.

"Sorry! I didn't know it was you!"

He kept on laughing hard till he was gasping for breaths. While he was trying to breathe I took a moment to actually look at him. My eyes widened when I saw that he didn't have a top on. Why were some people blessed with such God like figures?! It just made average people like me feel like they needed to go to the gym, it wasn't fair.

"Are you finished checking me out?"

My head snapped up and I blushed again when I noticed that he had stopped laughing and caught me gazing at his stomach.

"Ummmmm...yes?"

"You don't sound sure." He smirked.

"I'm not." I admitted. "Sorry again, I didn't know it was you."

"It's fine, it was funny enough to put me in a good mood for the day."

"Shut up, your always in a good mood when your with me." I teased him but his reply sounded very honest.

"True." I smiled at him.

"Okay I am absolutely starving."

"How's your head? Have you got a hangover?"

"I was only a little tipsy!"

"A little?"

"Okay I was very tipsy but I wasn't drunk enough to have a killer hangover. Though, my head does hurt a little bit."

"Thought so." Thomas handed me a glass of water and some paracetamol.

"How did you find these?"

"I got them for you last night after you went to sleep."

"Aw thank you."

I gave him a kiss on the cheek before hopping out of bed. I happened to glance in the mirror when I was going to my dressing table to get a hairbrush and saw that I was in my pyjamas.

"Thomas..."

"Yes?"

"How did I get into my pyjamas?"