The sounds of birds chirping filled my ears as I slowly woke up from the deep sleep I had been in moments ago. It was morning, sunlight beamed in through the window across from me. I sat up in bed, my head was throbbing, something is wrong.. Where am I?
I came to my senses and sat up looking around the room. Nothing. Nothing, was familiar to me. This is not my room. Panic hit me like a brick wall. Calm down Skye, I thought to myself. I slid myself out of the bed. Shit, my clothes. It was just now I was realizing that I was only wearing my bra and underwear. I searched the floor and found my clothes from last night thrown into a corner of the room. I dressed and crept out of the room.
The room appeared to be on the second story of the home. The walls were lined with family portraits; they featured a boy with brown hair and the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. He looked about my age. I walked down the hallways and started down the stairs slowly and quietly. The front door was right in front of me as I reached the first floor. I reached for the doorknob and almost slipped out but a voice called out to me from behind, “Where are you running off to babe?” At the sound of his voice I froze immediately.
I had been caught there was no escape; I turned to face the voice. It was him, the boy in the pictures. He stood at about 5’ 10”, he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of sweatpants, his curly brown hair was tucked back into a black beanie, and his eyes which were even more beautiful than in the photographs were looking directly into mine. The way he was staring at me made me nervous and it did not help that I had no idea who he was or what happened between us last night, although I had some ideas. “I was just leaving, isn’t it obvious?” I responded. His demeanor changed instantly and a smirk appeared on his face. “Be my guest beautiful,” he said while walking over to the door. He got uncomfortably close to me as he placed his hand on the door and opened it for me. I just stared at him and the open door. He looked at me and chuckled, “Come on sweetheart, I’m not gonna stand here all day and hold the door for you.” And with that I walked out.
The door slammed shut behind me and I stared out onto the street. Finally something I recognized, my house wasn’t far from here. Only a couple houses down and to the right. I walked down the front steps of the house and on down to the sidewalk. I noticed the mailbox in front of the house, I paused to read it. The name read Mahone. It sounded familiar however I couldn’t remember why. But what did it matter? Right now I just wanted to go home. I can figure out who this Mahone kid is later.
A/N: If you are confused then good, what kind of author would I be if I revealed everything at once? This is the first fanfic I've ever done so bare with me. Feel free to leave your thoughts for me to read. I hope you enjoy reading.
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