Just why A Jack Maynard Fan Fiction

What have I done

Kate pov:
Shit. What happened last night is nothing but a blur. And now I'm naked lying next to someone I don't recognise. All I know is my head hurts and I need to find paracetamol. I get out of bed and throw only a matching black adidas tracksuit. Then I realise who I slept with.... Jack fucking Maynard! I had to get out of there cause I could feel a panic attack coming on. I scribbled him a note saying I went out to clear my head and told him he could just close the door if I wasn't back when he left. I also gave home my number. After that I left and just started running and once I started I couldn't stop. The wind felt so good on my face and I didn't care that it was raining. 3 hours later I decided to go home. Then I came to me I didn't know where I was.

Jacks pov:
What happened last night. I'm naked in a bed I don't know and there is nobody else in this apartment. I glance around the room and spot a note on the side of the dresser. I read it and realise what I have done. Kate left her own apartment because she didn't feel safe in her apartment because I was there. I save her number in my phone and get dressed. I head back to my apartment. I finally pick up the courage to call her, but there is no reply. I try going back to hers but there is no answer. I feel so bad. What have I done. I try calling her phone a couple more times but still no reply. I decide to just go home again and she is probably just ignoring me. I go the long way home cause I want to walk my anxious feelings off.