I opened my eyes slowly and nearly jumped out of bed in shock because why the fuck was there a boy sleeping next to me. But then the memories rushed back and all I could do was blush an insanely deep red and hope he wouldn't wake up to see it.
I stayed there for a moment, looking at his rather girly complexion, delicately highlighted by the sun with the tiniest bit of hair falling over his face and across his forehead. I scooted back a little, trying to get out of his arms and pausing to make sure I hadn't disturbed him, then tried to scoot back a little more only to see his eyes fluttering open as he tightened his grip on me.
I lay there, staring at him, and he stared at me with the lightest dusting of pink over his cheeks before he bolted out of the bed, his eyes wide and his expression beyond frightened as he sat up next to me and I couldn't help but be surprised by his reaction and jolt up with him.
"What are you doing in my bed?!"
He glared at me and my expression probably faltered for a moment before I pulled myself together and did my best to look as completely uninterested as possible.
"It's my bed. And you're in it."
He looked around the room, his eyes falling on the posters of Big Bang and the fuzzy pink tiara sitting next to my mirror and realization washed over his face before he burst into laughter at my decorating decisions.
"How old are you again?"
He laughed, almost falling out of the bed as he leaned back, so I just helped him a bit, shoving his leg and causing him to fall head first on the ground.
I stood up, moving around the bed and getting out, walking to the side he was on and staring at him as he stood upside down, his eyes floating up to me.
"Don't laugh. I'm only nineteen anyway."
He shrugged, causing his legs to fall and he tumbled flat onto the floor.
"Sorry, I didn't know I was dealing with a minor."
I ignored him, grabbing my clothes for the day and staring at him as he just lay there motionless looking up at my ceiling which happened to be covered with even more posters.
"Well?"
He turned to me.
"What?"
He had a somewhat pouting expression on his face and I couldn't decide if it was kind of cute or beyond repulsive as I replied.
"I need to change."
He stood up, sitting back onto the bed with his hands placed elegantly on his knees.
"Okay. I'll watch."
I glared at him, balling my hands in my fresh t-shirt.
"No. Get out you pervert!"
He chuckled as I grabbed his arm and tried very hard to pull him up to no avail until he actually tried to pick himself up and he stood, towering over me.
I bit my lip nervously as I suddenly realized that even though he wasn't very tall, he was definitely tall enough to overpower me, and I didn't know how to feel as I looked up into his threateningly dark eyes.
"So are you going to leave now?"
He leaned down, putting his face a few inches from mine with a sly smile spread across his face.
"I could help you."
I couldn't take it anymore, so I yelled at him, and very unsuccessfully tried to shove him out, to which he responded with. "I'll be waiting outside!" right before I slammed the door in his face.
