I wake up to the sound of water dripping. Jillian must be taking a shower. I open my eyes and pinch my self to make sure I'm not dreaming.The bed I lay on is massive and the room is 10x bigger. My surroundings were clearly unfamiliar for my confused state of mind. I look down to make sure I wasn't naked but panicked when I realized I was in a top, my thong and thigh highs. I looked around for my shorts but they were no where in sight.
The water soon stops and I hear someone or something shuffling around in a room which I think is the bathroom. The door was ajar but I could barely see who was in there.
Soon a very tall, again, unfamiliar curly haired boy steps out. His exposed shiny upper half was being shined at by the window on the wall in front of him. His lower half covered by a simple white towel.
"Oh I see you're up." His thick accent mumbles.
"Uh...who are you?" I ask trying to cover my lower half with the satin sheets. "Where am I? What have you done to me? Why am I—" He cuts me off.
"Listen love, I'd love to stay here and chat but I have class so let me do this quick." He takes a deep breath.
"When I found you and Zayn in his room, you passed out. So I went to see if anyone at the party knew where you lived. I came across some girl named...Jenny? I don't remember but yeah, I got your address and drove you to your apartment, but realized you didn't have a key so I took you to my house. When we arrived you woke up and were still pretty drunk so you ran out my car and ran in my house and then ran into my wooden table and scratched your pants. So you, being drunk took them off and went upstairs and fell asleep here. I left you here and slept on the couch. That's all." He exhales."Oh." Is all I say. He tosses me a pair of sweatpants tells me to put them on then exits the room. I quickly put them on and find my phone under the bed. I check my messages only to find 29 missed calls from Jillian. Shit.
I run out of his room and make my way down his long ass stairs. His house was truly huge. I see him sitting down still in a towel munching on an apple and looking through his phone.
I clear my throat. "Hey I need a ride back to my campus, can you please drop me off?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Look love, I don't know you, you don't know me, why don't I give you a couple bus tickets and you can help yourself?"
What an asshole.I grab the tickets and make my way back to my apartment.
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"Kenzie hurry up. Walk faster!" Jillian and I rush into class and sigh in relief when we're not late. Actually we're really early. Only three kids were were there. We sit until more kids show up.
All of a sudden the same curly haired boy comes enters the class running his hand through his hair. He then sees me and everything stops.
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HER LAST BREATH | h.s au
FanfictionTime escapes and corrupts. When there is only one thing to do, what do you do?