Chapter 2||A Quick Nap Won't Hurt...Right?

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I walked around their huge three story house, trying to find a room that looked like it could be a guest room. Carson, the big help he was, decided to leave me to find the place where I was going to sleep in for the night. 

Peeking through every room they had, I finally found a room that looked like it could be the guest room. The room was painted white and was already furnished. I walked in, dropping my suitcase by the side of the king sized bed in the middle of the huge spaced out room.

Luckily, the room had a window balcony where I could see a huge pool through the glass window. But unfortunately, my room was right next door to Carson's. Anyone would know that was his room by the 'Do Not Enter' sign hanging on his door. His music was thrashing through the thin walls as I felt the floors shake. 

I explored the room and remarked that the room had a walk in closet and its own bathroom. I gushed at how nice it was before opening my suitcase and started unpacking. I had brought all the essentials that I would need along with other necessary needs. I placed all the items on the bed before rearranging them to my liking.  

Hours later, I rested my hands on my hips, surveying my work. Before flopping on the bed, exhausted. My stomach growled as I checked the time on the clock that was up against the wall. It read ten, after six and I was wondering when dinner was going to be ready. I waited thirty more minutes, expecting someone to call out, saying dinners ready but no one did. 

I walked down the marble stairs and into the kitchen, and found no one there. I looked around, bewildered that both of Carson's parents weren't home yet. I sauntered back up the stairs, building up my nerve before knocking on Carson's door. 

The door opened, slightly ajar as Carson stood by the doorframe. "What the hell do you want?" He spat out. He was wearing a tight v neck shirt, revealing his muscles with his hazel brown hair ruffled. I forced my eyes to look away from his body frame and recollect why I was there. "Um, when will dinner be ready?" I asked. He went back into his room and came back with his credit card. "Order something." He replied.

He handed me his card and slammed the door shut in my face. I was astonished that he would trust me alone with his credit card. I walked back to my room and called a pizza place, placing an order. I then got out a book from the night stand and started reading it, in anticipation of the delivery guy to be here. 

As soon as I heard the door bell ring, I rushed to the door and quickly collected the order. I closed the door behind me and grabbed a plate, filling it with pepperoni and bacon pizza. I then walked over to the living room and turned on the tv, putting on Netflix. 

I put on my favorite tv show and cuddled on the sofa, shifting to get comfortable. I yawned as my eyes fluttered close. I opened them, making sure to not fall asleep but they instinctively closed shut. 

Taking a quick nap won't hurt right?

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