Written- 26/04/18
My wattpad app is messing with all my drafts. Had to write this twice because it got deleted and they aren't uploading in order idk why. Wattpad get your shit together pleaaaaseee
I woke early, as usual, at 6am. Before I had even opened my eyes I knew it was raining.
I could hear the rain beating down on the roof of the house I shared with my three friends.
I started my day with a smile, which is how I aim to start every day, at the sound of the pouring rain.
My eyes flew open and I lay in bed for a minute. There was some light coming into the room from a gap in the curtains, where I was too lazy to close them properly last night.
I got out of my warm, double bed and padded across the room. I pulled back one curtain, and then the other. There was raindrops covering the window pane and it was really lashing outside. The puddles down below were more like floods.
We lived in the middle of Birmingham, there were cars going up and down the streets already, people beginning to head out to work, unfazed by the rain, as it isn't unusual for the uk.
I opened the window wide, feeling dizzy from the height. Although it was only two stories high, my fear of heights was kicking in.
I inhaled deeply, the smell of the rain filling my whole body. My face was drenched within a few seconds, my hair sticking to my back and face. Anyone would think I was mad, but the rain made me extremely happy.
I could get deep and say that it was because it made me feel small, or because teardrops and raindrops couldn't be told apart whilst it's raining, or because sometimes I felt like I was drowning in problems and the rain could just wash them away. It's all of them things too, I guess, but the simple reason I like the rain, is because I don't mind getting wet and I'm basically a child who loves jumping in puddles.
I could barely see for the water in my eyes and the rain was beginning to look white, it was falling so fast.
When I shook my head and ducked back into my room, I was already making puddles on the hardwood floor, before I had even shut the window.
I grabbed a towel and some clean underwear and headed across the landing to the main bathroom. I was aware all three of my flat mates were asleep and wouldn't be up till past eleven.
I closed the door and hung my towel on the rail before stripping down to my underwear.
I flipped the switch and changed the temperature on the shower so it was just right, not cold but not too hot either, kinda warm.
I took off my underwear and threw them beside my pyjamas on the floor. I stepped into the swirl of warm water, it was really calming.
After washing my hair, I stepped out onto the mat, dripping wet and shivered as the cold air hit me. I turned the shower off and wrapped my warm, fluffy towel around me, trying desperately to get warm.
Goosebumps raised on my arms, I quickly clipped my bra around my back and slipped on my panties.
My towel fell to the floor and I turned to the mirror, pulling toothpaste and my toothbrush from the shelf and running my brush under the tap. I shut off the water.
The door handle twisted suddenly. I expected it to be Aimee, as neither of the boys would be up yet. I shrugged and squeezed toothpaste onto my brush.
As the door was pushed open, I was met with a pair of green, sleepy eyes. His bed head was adorable, I must say.
His eyes widened in shock as he saw me. At his shocked face, I remembered I wasn't wearing any clothes and my cheeks heated up. I crossed my arms over my stomach, but it did little in way of coverage, as most of my boobs could still be seen.
"Y/n, sorry, I'm so sorry", he muttered groggily.
"It's okay, it's nothing", I replied, trying to hide my embarrassment.
"You... you look great all the time anyway", he rambled, clearly as embarrassed as I was.
"Even like, in no clothes..", he trailed off although his eyes roamed my body hungrily.
I blushed further, if that was even possible. I wondered why he hadn't left yet, and then wondered if it was because he wanted something to happen between us.
I ducked past him and slipped out the door, taking my dirty clothes to my room and leaving my toothbrush discarded at the sink.
•••
I hid in my room all day, watching the rain and thinking about this morning. Why didn't I just lock the door? Because he never wakes up early, that's why.
I was afraid to face him, his jokes, his face, shocked this morning at my half naked body, his rambling about me looking good. Was he just trying to make me feel better? Make himself feel better? Or was it maybe a slip of the tongue on what he was really feeling.
Whatever it was, I was determined to hide from him in my room all day.
I was that embarrassed.
A knock on my door startled me from my thoughts abruptly.
"Yeah?", I call out, inviting the person to enter.
"Hey", his cute, northern accent reaches me before the sight of him does. I look out at the rain.
"Hi"
"Can I come in?", he asks, peeking from behind my door frame.
"Sure", I mutter, I almost make a joke about how I'm wearing clothes this time, but it's too fresh in my mind for that.
"Are you upset about this morning?", he asks, swinging the door open and moving inside before pushing it back towards the doorframe, enclosing us in my room.
"No. Embarrassed? Yes. Upset? No", I tell him honestly. He sits beside me and we both look at the falling rain right outside.
"There's -", he begins but I cut him off,
"Do you want to go for a walk?", I ask, clearly excited.
"A walk?", he asks, his nose wrinkling a little in disgust, "it's pouring rain outside"
"Exactly the reason I want to go", I smile, forgetting about the run in this morning.
"Please, I've been in here all morning", I beg.
"But we'll get wet", he pouts, still looking at the lashing weather outside.
"If you do this, I'll forget about this morning", I offer him a compromise.
"Really? You'll forgive me?", he says.
"Reece, there is nothing to forgive"
"But I-"
"Just stop. Grab a jacket and come on", I tell him excitedly, already pushing him to the door, both of us laughing like idiots.
We fell out the door into the open skies. Rain pelted us, our hair instantly soaked.
Reece reached over and pulled up both of our hoods, but I laughed, pulling mine down again.
"Whats the point being out here, if you hide from it?", I ask.
He giggles (sorry I hate that word XD) and pulls his hood down again, following me down the drive and into the busy city streets.
We walk silently until Reece decides to talk.
"Y/n, can we talk?", he asks.
"Is this about this morning? Really Reece it's fine. I wasn't naked and plus I should've locked the door", I tell him.
"It's just....", he trails off.
"Reece it's fine", I smile at him again.
"It's just.. seeing you.. you like that"
"Almost naked?", I laugh.
"Seeing you like that made all these feelings... all these feeling I've repressed for ages... resurface", he confesses, looking at a puddle in the distance.
Rain drips from my brow into my eyes, almost blocking my sight and slides down my cheeks, my hair, my back.
"What do you mean?", I ask, confused.
"I like you", he blurts.
"Really?", I ask, astonished.
"Really", he confirms.
"You're not just saying it because me in my underwear made you think you like me?", I ask.
"No, y/n I mean it. I really like you", he assures me, looking at me, rain falling in sheets between us.
"Good because I like you too", I mutter, and I'm glad that the rain is so heavy Reece can barely see, because it masks the enormous smile that covers my face.
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I am triggered. I just watched stereo kicks videos for an hour straight and oml foetus Reece is my sexuality.
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