Dangerous | Shawn Mendes

TWO

what just happened?

I open my eyes slowly, i still feel sleepy at the moment. I blink a few times before realizing that i'm in a room i don't recognized. The sun shines so bright, as there's a stray of light coming upon the curtain that aren't completely closed. I tuck myself back in, under the blanket and sigh in disappointment, why does it have be morning already?

I still have my headache from yesterday, so i don't feel like standing up from the bed. Is this what hangover feels like?  it clearly feels like you've been hit by a truck directly towards your head. it hurts like crazy.

But, i know that i need to suck it and wake the hell up, i can't waste another second pitying myself when i don't know where am i.

So, I tiredly sit up on the edge of the bed and stretch a little while trying my best to stay awake. As i was looking around this unknown room, I notice that this blue painted wall bedroom is a guy's room. There is a boxing golves laying around in bed, a guitar on the corner of the room, and a basketball on the floor. I also notice that there is my iphone on the table next to my bed, there's still some battery left from last night. I then open the lock screen of my phone to see what time it is. It is now 9 o'clock in the morning and is currently Sunday. No text, no missed call, no whatsoever.

I have nothing to do today, so i have all the time i need to find out where i am. I stand myself up, to first find out where is the bathroom, i really need to pee right now. I am aware that i'm still wearing my clothes from yesterday, an over-sized black t-shirt and short jeans, it reeks because of all the drink and smoke from last night.. but whatever, it's quite comfy anyway.

I was looking down at my steps, when i suddenly hear the door opens. I jumped a bit, as i am shocked and a bit terrified, to be honest. But i'm somehow relieved when i see that it is only Shawn. so.. i must be in Shawn's room. 

But wait, why would i be in Shawn's room? Did i and he... no, that can't be right..

right?

"Hey.." Shawn says nervously, i can tell that he is not comfortable with this situation either, he keeps looking at his feet while talking to me. He also doesn't enter the room and just stands still at the door the whole time. He looks hot though, wearing the simplest clothes of a grey t-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans.

"Did we..?" I say to him, as i'm moving my hands up and down trying to explain what i mean. I'm not going to say the word, i don't want to assume anything before i know the truth. But if he dares.. or even dare just thinking of it, he surely is dead.

"Oh.. no no..." his eyes grow wider, as i have just caught him off guard.

"You blacked out last night.. i had to bring you here because you clearly have a car here that you can't leave behind, so.. tha-that's why you're here.." he stutters a bit "but, your friends.. -what's their name? Britt and Ashley or... Hayley? well, They know you're here.." he continues explaining.

I sigh in relieved, but still in a slight confusion about how in the world did i end up here. Then a  flashback from yesterday's embarassament come across my mind, all.. including that stupid pot brownies, even all the non-sense words coming out from my mouth, ew! Is the right word for it. My cheeks are now burning red just by having a mere thought of it. i don't know what to say or do with Shawn after the humiliation yesterday. He must be thinking that i'm a freak, right? 

"Alissa..?" His voice snaps me out of my tought. I raise both of my eyebrows, gesturing that i can hear him. "I made you breakfast downstairs.." he added.

Oh.. so, he cooks?

"Thank you, you shouldn't have.. but, sorry can i go to the bathroom first? I need to pee.." i smile in a rather crooked way and furrowing my eyebrows a bit, pleading almost.