A/N *Disclaimer!* This chapter discusses topics such as date rape, so if you're not a fan of this, I would suggest you skip this chapter and wait until the next one.
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"Mm...good morning..." Leo shifted behind me; snuggling closer to me. He pressed his warm chest pressed against my back as he nuzzled my neck.
"Morning," I mumbled, snuggling closer to him.
Wait...morning?!
"What time is it?" I bolted upright; startling Leo. He glanced up at me from sleepy, unfocused eyes; confusion pooling in them.
"I don't know...morning?" he mumbled, running his fingers through his tangled mop of hair.
God, he looks so adorable in the morning.
A faint hint of stubble peppered his jawline, making him look sexy and delicious, and thin lines from the blankets spread along the left side of his face like a spider web.
"Shit..." I tossed my phone back on Leo's nightstand after I read the time -it was 10 am!- and attempted to get up.
Leo tugged me back down, throwing me back against the bed and hovered over me. He planted his knees on either side of my hips, and his elbows on either side of my chest; trapping me against the mattress.
"Leo, I have to get up. My parents are going to kill me." I struggled underneath him, uselessly wearing myself out as Leo wouldn't budge. "Leo..." I growled, frustrated. I finally relented and relaxed against the mattress after Leo grabbed a hold of my wrists; pressing them against the bed.
"You done?" Leo smirked at me; sitting up and straddling me instead.
He looked overly amused at my urgency to leave for some reason. "What the hell are you so happy about?"
He chuckled and slipped his hands under my shirt -that I borrowed from him. "It's only 10 am..." He swiped his thumb back and forth over my navel, eliciting a wave of goosebumps to rise along my skin.
"Only 10 am!? Do you not remember what time we got here?" I asked incredulously, batting his hands away and wriggling out from underneath him... Well, unsuccessfully wriggling out from under him.
"I remember the exact time we got here. And I'm not worried about it," he murmured, stretching out on top of me and shifting his weight to his arms.
"You may not be worried, but I have to go back to the hospital," I complained, hating how whiny and pathetic I sounded.
"You actually don't," he retorted, a wide smirk tilting his lips.
What the hell?! I'm so fucking confused.
"I called your mom yesterday after you passed out, and told her you would be sleeping over." He finally relented, telling me what was amusing him so much.
Jackass...
"You could've just told me that." I pressed both of my hands to his chest and finally threw him off of me. "You're such an asshole..." I murmured climbing on top of him and straddling him.
"Hey, I thought it was funny..." He shrugged nonchalantly as if he couldn't give a shit less that I practically had a panic attack over my parents not knowing where I was and that I missed my curfew.
"It wasn't funny at all," I retorted, pulling Leo's shirt up and skating my hands along his abs.
"I have to say: you went from angry to seductive awfully fast," he murmured, catching my wrist and sliding my hand further up his shirt.
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