Madelaine

Chapter seven

   It felt like a jackhammer was pounding into my head and my limbs felt like they just added weight to my body. I groaned loudly and rolled over onto my stomach, my face squishing into the pillow. A pillow that smelled of boy. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. I quickly sat up in the bed, which I regretted instantly since it made a quick pain shoot up into my poor brain. The sheets pooled around me as I sat up onto my knees, looking around the room quickly.

I looked around my surroundings and saw a bookshelf filled with books to the brim, a closet which wasn't even useful since most of the clothes were scattered on the ground. Then I looked down to the floor and saw a few blankets, a pillow and a...body! I started panicking and quickly tried to stand and in the process my foot got caught in the sheets and I fell off the bed. Of course I landed on the body too.

I started screaming, which probably wasn't a good idea since I now woke up the person under me. My body was wrapped up in a dark grey sheet so it was hard to move. I felt cocooned like a caterpillar, making it difficult to move my limbs. I heard groaning noises and the person started to stir. I quickly tried pulling the sheet off of me and stood up.

   "What the fuck?" A guys voice said groggily. I almost scolded him for his language but didn't because it was probably not a good time since I am the one who just landed on top of him. I hovered above him as he sat up, the sheets pooling around his shirtless torso.

   "I am so sorry!" I squeaked out. Then I looked at his face. Are you kidding me? "Aiden?"

   "Yes?" He answered while running a hand through his curly locks.

   "Why am I in your room? How the heck did I get here?" I asked quickly. Before he could answer I added the question I was most dreading. "Did we? You know," I said gesturing between the both of us, hoping that he would understand what I meant.

   "If your asking if we had sex, then the answer is no," he said, then I sighed in relief. "As for your other questions, you were about to fall off a table and bust your head open before I caught you. I obviously don't know where you live so I brought you to my room." I was shocked and a little embarrassed with myself for acting like a complete fool in front of a guy I barely knew.

   "Oh. Well umm, thank you," I said. I tried to remember what happened last night but I drank so much alcohol I only remembered a few things. Like meeting Aiden for example. I'm so stupid. I could've gotten brought to a room by some guy with much worse intentions.

   "Yeah," he replied awkwardly as if he didn't know how to take an apology. I ran back over to the bed and picked up my phone. I turned it on and saw a million different text messages and missed calls from Aurora, Zack and even my mother. I quickly texted them all saying that I was fine, to not worry, and that I'd explain later. After that was done I looked over and saw Aiden standing up. Woah, I thought to myself as I realized he didn't have a shirt on. I turned around hoping that he didn't see me checking him out. I heard a deep chuckle, and knew that he saw. My cheeks heated up and I asked the first question that came to mind to attempt to make the tension and awkwardness in the air go away.

   "Why were you sleeping on the floor?" I asked, genuinely curious.

   "I figured you wouldn't appreciate waking up next to a guy you just met," he answered honestly. I swear I saw a hint of a blush rise up his neck and to his cheeks, but dismissed it.

   "Oh, right," I said to him. I smiled softly thinking about what he did. I can see how hard the floor is, his back must be killing him. Although will all those back muscles I'm witnessing at this moment I'm sure it wasn't that bad.

   I walked over to a mirror and gasped at the reflection. I looked awful. My makeup that once made me feel beautiful, was now smeared in a huge mess. My hair was in huge knots that I knew would take me a while to brush out. Also, my dress was wrinkled everywhere. My shoes were missing though, so I looked over and saw them resting on the floor. Aiden must've taken them off when he put me in the bed. Feeling a pair of eyes on me I turn my body to see Aiden. He was standing leaning against the wall observing me. Weirdo, why is he always staring at me?