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Part 6

Ian's POV

I squeeze my hands when I wake up. But it's not my normal sheets. It's soft, squishy. What the fuck is this? I move my fingers in between a piece, and it's stringy. Why does it smell nice? I take in a deep breath. I feel something warm move that's around my waist.

I open my eyes. Shit.

There she is, Y/n. I stare at her features, and smile to myself. Does she remember us doing this? Or will I hear her scream?

I hold her against my chest, and run my fingers though her hair. And doze off again.

Beep beep beep

I reach over and turn off Y/n's alarm. She stirs and wakes up.

"What's this?" She muttered and put her hand under my shirt that rode up through my rest. Her hand on my back sent shivers down my spine.

"Good morning, drool face." I smirk.

She hugs me around the waist tighter and nuzzles her head, "Shut up... Ian!" She lets go and the feeling in my stomach vanished, "Ian!" She sat up.

"I'm sorry—" I start

"No. It's fine. I just, I... liked... you holding me..." she mumbles the last part.

The feelings come back into my stomach as I smile at her. "Wanna come to me and we can go back to what we were doing?"

She looks at the ground,shuffles her feet, looks up at me, and her alarm blares again when she opens her mouth as if she was going to say something. Damnit.

"Shit! Work! I'm gonna be late. I'm gonna be late." She grabs her clothes and speeds out of the room into the bathroom. "I didn't shower last night! I'm an idiot." I hear the shower head turn on.

"Hey, y/n?" I knock, "I have to use the bathroom. How long will you be?"

Silence. Then she yells, "Just come in! But don't get any funny ideas!"

The door is unlocked? I open the door and the shower curtain is covering her, and she's looking at me.

"Just do your business then leave the room." She glares.

"Then stop looking at me I don't want you to fucking see my dick." I retort.

She rolls her eyes and then puts some conditioner in her hand, and leaves behind the curtain.

I unzip my pants and I hear her move in the shower. I do my business, flush, and wander over to the sink and wash my hands. I hear the water turn off, and a simple groan come from the shower says it all.

"Forgot your towel?" I smirk.

"Maybe," She mutters.

I laugh at her, "Want me to get one for you?"

"Maybe," I hear the squeak of her feet on the Shower's floor.

She peeks her head around the curtain and looks at me. My smirk drops and my face starts to get warm as my stomach turns. "I— I'll go get one now!" I hurry out of the bathroom.

"First door on your right!" She calls.

I open the closet door and grab the fluffiest towel there. I run back and try to hand it to her but I slip on the rug, and my stomach lands on the tub's wall and I look over at her. She's covering her body, I look away, my head is hot and my breathing is labored.

"I'm sorry. Here's your towel! I'll be on my way." I hand it to her still looking at the wall, and she grabs it. I get up and hurry out the room to the dining area.