Chapter 8

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 "Uhh, my head is killing me." 

  I sat up in the silky bed sheets and felt for my night table that held my pain medicine. It wasn't there.

  I opened my eyes, confused. I wasn't in my room....oh God. I was wearing a pair of boxers and a guy's t-shirt.

 "Good morning." 

 I jumped at the sudden sound, covering myself with the blanket even though I was clothed. 

 Harry was laying beside me, shirtless, his bottom half was covered by the blankets. 

 "Did...did we...?" I couldn't even finish my sentence but Harry nodded. 

  "Nope, we just cuddled." He said with a laugh and stood, wearing only boxers. He came over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips that I returned, readily. 

 "You really are something, Skylar." He said and kissed me again, running his fingers through my hair. 

 After a few minutes of kissing, he said he was going to make breakfast and excused himself, walking out of the room and down the stairs.

 I sat alone for a few minutes, smiling to myself. Over the past few weeks, I had begun to really fall for this boy. I just hoped that he was feeling the same way.

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