Sweater Weather

Chapter 14

As my alarm clock rang, my eyes fluttered open. My head was bursting at the first sight of daylight. I went to stretch but then I realized a warm body against my back. I turned just enough to see Billy cuddled up to me, one arm under me and the other one wrapped around my stomach, holding me to him, still sleeping like a baby. 

"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself. 

I held up the covers to see if I was wearing clothes. I was in a plain white, oversized shirt and my underwear. When this doesn't ease my mind I look to see what Billy is wearing, just his boxers. I quickly lay back down, wide-eyed, and slowly began to panic. Did we have sex? Did we just sleep? Why is he still here? Did he not go home? All of these questions ran through my mind as I tried to find a way out of his grip. Nothing was working. I finally gave in and grabbed his arm, trying to move it off of me when his grip tightened. 

"Don't go." He mumbled against my neck. 

"I have to get up and get ready for school." I said, trying again. 

"And that's how I know you're real and not another dream." He said into my neck again. 

"What?" I asked, a slight giggle escaping. 

"You usually go away when I wake up and stop dreaming." He said, rolling me over to face him. 

"You are such a loser but, you're the cutest loser I've ever seen." I said, smiling. 

"Now, go get ready." He said, smiling back. I sat up and slung my legs over the edge of the bed, holding the covers on my lap to hide my bare legs. 

"Okay but first, did we, ya know, sleep together?" I asked, not looking back at him. 

"No, no, no sweetheart. Even if you would have begged me we wouldn't have. You were way too drunk." He said, drawing shapes on my back. 

"Okay." I said, letting out a sigh of relief. 

I got up and walked into my bathroom and stripped down. Before I climbed into the shower I took two Aspirin, hoping to banish this killer hangover. I washed my body, hair, and face. I shaved my body and shut off the water. I grabbed my towel and began to dry off when I realized that Billy was in my bedroom, with the clothes that I needed. I have to walk into my bedroom, with only a towel on, so I can get dressed. 

"Fuck." I mumbled to myself as I wrapped my towel around my body and took a deep breath. I opened the bathroom door and stepped into my room. 

"I mean, a towel is a great look on you but, not what I imagined you'd be wearing." Billy joked as I walked past the bed and over to my closet. 

"Shut up Hargrove," I said, rolling my eyes as I grabbed a pair of leggings and my dance team shirt. I closed my closet walked over to my dresser and grabbed a red thong, so I wouldn't have underwear lines and a white bra. I scurried back into the bathroom with my clothes and quickly changed. I hung my towel up and walked back into my room. 

"Do you need to shower before school?" I asked Billy who was still lying in bed in his boxers. 

"I probably should." He said, tossing back the covers and getting up.

 I couldn't help but stare at his body as he stretched and picked up his clothes from the floor. His abs weren't super noticeable but you could tell they were there. His stomach was toned and golden, even in the fall. His arms had just enough definition that you could tell he worked out often. When he turned to pick up his clothes I saw how muscular his back was. He was gorgeous. 

"Yes, doll?" He asked, catching me staring. 

"N-Nothing." I said, stuttering as he walked over to me. He moved a few strands of hair out of my face and ran the back of his hand down my cheek.