Without you (currently being edited)

Chapter 7

@Authors Note: Strong language and some sexual content. If your a minor please don't read.

Ellianna's POV-

My fucking head was pounding and I willed my eyes to open. I finally got them open only to quickly shut them again. I must be dreaming because Professor Maddox is sitting in front of me. I rubbed my hand over my face and opened my eyes again. Fuck! he was still sitting there. I blinked a few times to make sure that I was really awake. When I was satisfied that I was I looked at him again. He was sitting in a chair with a t-shirt and jeans on. Not his normal dress code. His legs were crossed at his ankles and he was leaning back with his elbow on the arm rest of a white chair and he had his head resting in his hand. "O.K.? what the hell is going on" I thought. I took a few deep breaths and glanced around the room. I have no idea where I am but it was beautiful.

There were wooden beams lining the ceiling and the walls were painted a soft grey. The room was bigger than three or four of the rooms at the dorm. It had two sets of closet doors and a dresser placed in the middle of them, all white. Then I glanced behind "this god" and seen another white door. I looked down at the floor trying to remember what the hell happened. O.K. I remembered being at the party. "Shit Avery!" I thought. Where is my phone? I pulled the blankets off, thank god I was still dressed, and felt for my phone in my pockets. As I sat up I winched because I literally felt like I had been hit by a bus full of annoying children.

That must of woke up Mr. Hottie because when I looked over his eyes were open and the fury in them made me flinch back. We just sat there glaring at each other for what seemed like eternity. Then his eyes softened a little bit and he sat up and placed his elbows on his knees and said "how are you feeling?" I almost laughed because his hair was a hot mess. It was sticking up everywhere but when I looked back at him I could see the concern in his eyes. I decided to offer him the truth because I knew I wouldn't be able to hide it and said "I feel like a bus just hit me." His eyes immediately went from concern to sadness and he hung his head and ran his hands through his hair again. He had a death grip on his hair and now I know how he got it to style that way. Then he ran his hands over his face and let out a frustrating sigh. Then he looked at me again with concern back in his eyes. He got up and stretched in front on me to the night stand.

"Here, take these" and I noticed him grabbing two pills off the table and then he held his hand out for me to take them. I opened my hand and he placed them in mine and I quickly popped them in my mouth only to receive the glass of water from him. I swallowed the pills and handed him the glass back. From this position he is was now towering over me. He stood straight up with his arms crossed. Don't think I didn't notice, with a t-shirt on, how big his arms actually are and the hint of a tattoo poking out from the sleeve on his right arm. Damn this man is sexy! Get your head out of the gutter that voice said. I shook my head and asked him "where am I?"

He turned and sat back down. In the same position with his elbows on his knees and laced his hands together in front of him and said "your in my house." Then with his two pointer fingers pressed together he pointed to me and said "and in my bed." Holy Fuck that sounded hot! GET YOUR FUCKING HEAD IN THE GAME YOU NINFO! My inner voice yelled at me and I'm pretty sure, if I could, I would have bitch slapped her, does she not have the same freaking head ache I do. I place my hands over my eyes and rub my face gently.

"Now that you know where you are, why don't you try and go back to sleep" he said interrupting me from trying to rub my headache away. I looked at him as he stood up. He didn't look to happy with me. He turned and walked over to the dresser. God! I thought his front side was sexy, my panties were soaked looking at his ass, the backside view was even nicer. Lord help me! He pulled open the second drawer and pulled out a white shirt and then turned around and walked back to me. I sat there frozen unsure what he was talking about. He said "if you want to change into something more comfortable" then placed the t-shirt at my feet.