Chapter 01 - Finding Flashbacks
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I awoke to the sound of snores. The sun was peaking around the mountain, as some stars sat still in the sky. The covers were surrounding me, along with another body.
The boy's light brown, curly hair was a mess. His lips slightly parted, as some snores were heard here and there. His lips were red and chapped. He was also shirtless, so that's a bonus.
Might I say, he was fit.
The alarm clock beside the bed signaled it was 7:45am. The room I was currently in was neatly rearranged, but extremely messy. I will have to apologize to the maids for making such a gigantic mess.
There were clothes surrounding the bed, along with a few empty beer cans and two - almost - empty bottles of red wine. There was also some empty wrappers of random food choices. I could recognize the empty bag of cheese crisps, along with some empty cracker boxes.
While staring at the items before me, I wondered how we even got them.
A large yawn escaped my chapped lips, while my head pained a bit. I was staring at the beige walls, before I finally realized what happened.
I was now in a bed with a complete stranger. Again, an attractive one, shall I add. He was shirtless and I prayed that he had bottoms on. Even boxers would be better than nothing.
I decided on not daring to check, while I felt the teal blue dress hanging loosely on my body. I figured it was unzipped, which is exposing. But it's still more secure than being completely undressed.
I saw my black wedges by the hotel room door. I figured it was a hotel, considering how small is was. My black cardigan was hung off the headboard, while my phone sat atop the granite countertop.
My handbag sat on the opposite bed, which confused me drastically. If there were separate beds, why was I in the one with the - extremely adorable, curly haired - boy. I mean, I have no problem with that, as long as nothing very intimate happened last night.
I finally sat up in the warm bed, which wasn't simple. I was wrapped in the boys arms, while his legs were tangled in mine. If anyone were to see us, they would probably think of us as a couple.
I rolled out of bed, trying not to wake up the curly haired boy. As I was slowly moving my way out of the bed, the boy flipped around, his arms no longer around me.
