She Was Like Magic ✓

Chapter 10: Insecurities

Sierra 

I woke up with warmth enveloping me. Covering me in a blanket except it was like it was permeating every inch of my skin. 

I tried to wriggle a little but I was bound it seemed. My eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light. Once I could open them without wincing, the first thing I saw was sunlight pouring in through the window painting my room in a yellow hue. I smiled because the sun shining down on me always put me in a good mood.

My smile broke away as soon as I looked down in front of me and saw his black hair sprawled across my t-shirt on my chest as his head rose and fell because of my breathing. 

Fuck. FUCK. Fuckity fuck fuck. 

Everything that happened last night came crashing back to me. Stones getting pelted on to my windows. Him climbing in. My moaning and his groaning.

This wasn't supposed to happen. We weren't supposed to be almost-but-not-yet-but-very-very-close-to sleeping with each other. I couldn't deny the orgasm he gave me was heavenly but he wasn't supposed to be giving them to me. It was supposed to be some nameless dude whose face and habits I didn't know and that I would never see again. 

My breathing became fast and deep. My chest began to tighten so much. But before I could dissipate all of this,  his eyes opened and he peered up at my face. His blue eyes with the remnants of sleep still lingering there and making them droopy just made him that much more adorable. Fuck him. Wait, no I needed to stay away from thoughts like that. No fuck him. Just get myself away from him. 

His messy bed hair made him look like a happy, care-free and younger version of his stoic self. "Morning" his husky voice mumbled laden with sleep. 

"Hi" I mumbled emotionlessly. I had to get out of this. I had to.

His smile slowly decreased and disappeared. I took the opportunity and wriggled free of his grasp by pushing up against his arms. It was hard to do so because his arms didn't want to let me go with their strong hold around my waist but he eventually did. 

I almost ran to the bathroom and locked myself in there as I rested my body against the door. I was breathing heavily trying to calm the extremely tight knots in my stomach. My hands were shaking. I brushed my teeth and closed my eyes trying to pull myself together. 

I rinsed my mouth and splashed water on my face hoping it would alleviate my stress but nothing was working. 

I dried my face and dashed out of the bathroom and back into my bedroom and started scanning the floor for my clothes so I could change out of my night t-shirt. 

"Sierra" his voice called out to me but I couldn't, wouldn't allow myself to notice it. 

I had to be quick so I scrambled around until I found my clothes and hurriedly put them on, making sure I was presentable but quick.

The air in the room was getting thick with my unvoiced thoughts and his unanswered calls of my name.

"Sierra" he called again but this time his voice was soft....and broken.

That nearly undid my tightly yanked resolve but I couldn't let it break me.

"Sierra is everything okay? What's the matter?" he asked calmly.

I met his eyes that were electric blue right now trying to search mine, so he could find out what was going on I guessed.

"Nothing. I forgot I had class" I mumbled trying to act casual but I was probably over-selling it with how riddled I was with nervousness.