Starnger in my bed

40 4 0
                                    

I could feel the warmth on the back of my neck. Something holding around me, it felt good. It was really warm. Like someone else around me, i could just lay here forever. Then i realized, I live alone. My heart beated faster than the speed of life, or that's what it atleast felt like for me. I opened my eyes to realize i wasn't alone in my room. THERE WAS SOMEONE BEHIND ME!

I screamed at the top of my lungs. And then turned around to see someone falling off the bed. «OUCH, what the fuck» It was a man's voice. I got up and took my blanket with me. «Who are you?» I shouted at the figure. «Why'd you do that?» he said rubbing his eyes. I jumped out of bed and turned the lights on. That's when I saw him. His beautiful blue eyes, his almond hair color, strong cheekbones, full lips and olive toned skin. My eyes went wide open, and so did his eyes. He just sat there on the floor in only boxers. «Who the fu-... who are you?» I asked carefully. «Hehh. I'm Quentin, i live next door, i think.» he said looking back at the window while scrathing the back of his head. I looked at the window, which turned out to be wide open. He must have gotten in through the window. «Sorry, I thought it was my room, and didn't realize there was someone else in here. It was dark» he said while laughing awkwardly. «How'd you get in?» I asked throwing the blanket over him. Honestly I've never seen a guy in boxers, I haven't even gotten kissed yet. Yep I'm a kissvirgin I know it sounds ridicoulus. I looked myself in the mirror. Holy shit I looked like poop. I can't believe he saw me like this. He took off the blanket and covered his legs with it. «I usually have my window open, but I think I forgot to do it yesterday. Hahh, and I probably thought that this was my window and climbed in. Sorry.» He said smiling like an idiot. «It's okay» I said while scratching my head.

After a while he put on his clothes and was ready to leave. «Sorry again» he said before he crawled out of the window. He was kinda cute, like super cute. I can't believe we where in the same bed. WAIT. We where in the same bed. Did he do something to me? Nonono, it can't be. Or could it? I heard a knock on the window. It was Quentin. «Hi again, I forgot to ask.... What's your name?» I was kind of suprised. A cute guy like him, asking for my name? Are you serious? «Uh... Jennifer Blaire Rigs, but just call me Jenn» I said slowly. He just laughed and thanked me then he left. This is way too much for me. Did this seriously just happen? Why me? Did I do something good, so karma gave me this sexy thing? I mean he clearly had a six-pack to drool over. And an amazing deep voice. Like seriously did this just happen?

Waking up to someone elseWhere stories live. Discover now