This Could Be Us

Chapter Thirteen - A Blast from the Past

I rolled over and reached for Carter, but all I felt was a cold, empty space where he once laid. I opened my eyes and saw that Carter was in fact gone. I couldn't remember feeling him get out of bed. I began to wonder when he left. Then I remembered the events of last night and a smile spread across my face. It was the most intense moment I had experienced with anybody. It was our first time together, but it wasn't my first time. 

My first time had actually been with Zach when we were freshmen in high school. I could hear people talking, in the halls and during classes, about hooking up and having sex. I was only a freshman and I hadn't even thought about having sex or hooking up with someone else. Once I knew that everyone was doing it, I started to become nervous. Zach and I had a conversation about how we felt like the only ones that weren't sexually active in our grade. Then we both agreed that we would have sex together to just get it over with. We were best friends, and we thought it would be best at the time. 

Well, one night while my parents were away visiting friends, we decided to get it over with. Zach came over and at first it was awkward. We both knew what needed to be done, but we were thinking about it too much. So I went into the pantry and stole a bottle of my dad's vodka. We each took a few pulls of it, and then a few minutes later things weren't as awkward. I didn't feel the same intensity with Zach as I did with Carter. I did develop stronger feelings for Zach after it though, which made me regret that we ever had sex to begin with.

None of that mattered now though. I was laying, blissfully, in the bed that Carter and I had deepened the connection of our relationship in. But where was he?

I sat up in bed and that's when I saw it. There was a note sitting on the nightstand beside the bed.

"Good morning beautiful. I went out for a run this morning, but I will be back shortly after you wake up. I love you! - Carter"

I laid back down in bed and turned on the TV while I waited for him to get back.

I was still skimming through the channels when he came into the room. His hair was wet with sweat, and his shirt was half drenched too. In his hands he had a carrier which held two cups and in the other was a box of deliciousness.

"You're awake! Good! Did you see my note?" Carter smiled as he set the cups and donuts on the table.

"I did, but I'm so glad you're finally back!" I smiled as I sat up. "I'm even more glad that you brought donuts! I'm starving!"

"Well help yourself! I'm going to shower quick before I join you." He said, as he walked over to me. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips before walking back towards the bathroom.

I pushed myself out of the bed, before I realized that I was naked. Blushing, I quickly wrapped the sheet from the bed around my body. I had secured the sheet around me when the bathroom door opened and Carter reappeared.

"Make sure you save me some donuts!" He said giving me a stern look, but then broke into a smile. He knows me way too well.

After putting my underwear and a large t-shirt on, I sat down in front of the table and picked a donut from the box. I was halfway into my third one when Carter came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. I became motionless as I watched him shake the water out of his hair with his hands. My eyes wandered from his face down to his chest and stopped at his abs. A few water droplets ran down his chest and abs, following the outlines of his muscles. This is the guy I get to call mine. Handsome and he brings me donuts. How did I get so lucky?

He flashed me a smile before walking over to his duffel bag to grab clothes. I did my best to try and not peak, but I was curious as to how cute his butt looked in the light. Even though we saw each other naked last night, it was dark and we really couldn't see anything. Lost in my thoughts, I came to the realization that I was about to miss my chance.