Who's That Girl?

Chapter Two

Chapter Two: "I Won't Go Home Without You"

After doing all my errands, well actually they weren't my errands, they were Victoria and Claire's mostly Vic's of course. I had to answer to rude people too. God I hate that then again..pssh who doesn't?

Okay where was I again?

Oh right...

I was exhausted. I wanted to just pass out without brushing my teeth or taking a shower. Have you tried that? I haven't. It's just I feel really dirty and uncomfortable.

I walked like a zombie into my-sorry-our small living space. On the way up, I let my hair fall behind my back carelessly. I groaned loudly feeling the pain on my thighs and feet. Running around the city was not fun at all, it would've been if you were doing something that you actually liked.

When I reached the top of the stairs, it took me a while to process that Alex was still up, shirtless and was looking weirdly at me. When I finally did, I immediately looked away. He could tell that I was blushing. He was making me blush on purpose.

"Hey Iris..." He said dropping his shirt on the ground next to the couch. Toss it in the hamper next time.

"Yeaaah?.." I responded, closing my eyes shut and entering the bathroom hastily.

"You okay?" He asked and walked towards me. I was about to close the door but he stopped it with his hand and leaned against the frame. So I just...I just faced the mirror and frowned at my face.

"Course... whyyy?" I replied without looking at him. I took some toothpaste and squeezed some out of the tube and on my toothbrush that I just grabbed using my free hand. I could feel his eyes on me as I moved. It was bothering, really.

"Are you sure?" He asked. I glanced at him and observed that he looked...worried. Wow, someone was worried about me? Some hot guy is worried about me? Some hot Brazilian guy is worried about me?! "Need a massage?"

"No!" I answered almost too quickly and too loudly. He flinched. Realizing that I sounded harsh, I toned it down. "I mean, no thank you. I'm fine. I've actually been through worst, trust me." I added and gave him an assuring smile. Didn't last, I couldn't stand looking at him (in a good way) so I looked back at my reflection.

"O-kaaaay...." He said and saw him raise a brow from my peripheral vision. "I guess I'll just go sleep then.."

I started to brush my teeth. "Mmhmm!" I replied and gave him a thumb up with my free hand. "Huit reems!"

"Thanks. You too." I caught a glimpse of his smile before he turned his back to me and went to bed. After spitting and gargling I too went to bed without changing, yeah it's gross I know but hey you can't blame a girl for being too tired [shrug].

I switched the lights off and flopped on the bed, face down and groaning. The sheets smelled different. Oh God is this what he smells like? It smells gooood... it's the exhaustion talking, not me by the way. That reminds me, maybe I should change them tomorrow...or not...heh.

"Iris." He sighed out. I jolted up, my eyes scanned the darkness. I could see a little bit of movement to my right where he was sleeping. I could tell that he was sitting up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Go back to sleep. I won't make any noise ever again I promise." I pleaded.

"It's not that..." he said. "Are you sure you're okay? You look like you're suffering from over-fatigue."

"I got a check up last week. Yeah I am but I can handle it. It's not like I'll die or something." I said and slowly laid back down.

"It's killing you..." He said. I shrugged even though he couldn't see me. I felt him move again.