Loving alexis

Chapter 13

*Alexis*

I woke up to something heavy on top of me. My head was also throbbing.

When I opened my eyes, I let out a little scream and tried to get out from underneath him.

Blake was half on me, half off. So as I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, I fell on the floor, sounding off a thump.

"Ouch." I cursed under my breath, rubbing my head. "What the hell happened last night?.."

Blake let out a groan and a yawn, waking up. When he opened his eyes, he shot up from my bed.

"What the hell?!" He said, staring at me."What the hell happened last night?!"

"Stop yelling. My brothers will come in here if you don't stop yelling. So I suggest you shut up." I said, trying to get up off the floor.

"Fine." He muttered.

"Do you remember last night?" I asked.

"Uh, well I'm betting that we took it far last night." He said.

"Out of the everything, that would never happen with me." I huffed, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Then why are you wearing my shirt?" He smirked.

I looked down at what I was wearing. I was wearing his black shirt, and my panties and bra underneath.

"Umm.." My face started to get red, and I let my hair fall in front of my face so he doesn't see my face redding.

He walked over to me and Gently moved my hair out of my face.

"You're blushing.." He smiled.

I nodded.

He stood there examining my face, which was kind of weird.

"Uh.. Do you want to stay? Or are you going to.." I asked, breaking the weird silence.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asked, giving me a small smile.

I did want him to stay..

I gulped, and then nodded.

"Aw, you want me to stay." He said.

I playfully hit him in the arm. He then grabbed his jeans off the floor and out them on.

"You're gonna need a shirt. Because you can't walk around my house shirtless." I laughed.

"But you're wearing mine." He smirked.

I hugged the shirt around my body,"But I like your shirt."

He gave me a pouting look, and i got an idea.

"You can borrow one from my brothers." I said.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Blake, you've borrowed their shirts before. You've been one of kyle and Jason's bestfriends since you guys were eight." I laughed.

"I'll be back!" I added, walking out of my room and down the hall to Kyle's room.

I did knock, I just walked right in.

"Kyle, I need one of your shirts." I said loudly.

He woke up and sat up in his bed. "Why?"

"Because I love your shirts. They're comfy!" I giggled.

"Fine, whatever. I'm going back to sleep." He said, laying back down.

I walked over to his closet, picked a shirt, and walked to the door.