Winning

Chapter 3: good morning. . . I guess

Alisa's POV:
The sun was shining through the window on the opposite wall, with cream white curtains that - apparently - let a lot of light from outside fill the room.
I felt someone's arm around my waist, and slowly turned around to soon see a guy laying next to me. Of course I stared for a bit, all of his features were lightly highlighted by the Suns reflection. After a while he started to shuffle a bit, I thought he would wake up but he had only gotten a tighter grip on me. I soon looked down to see that my clothes were no longer there.
"Morning blonde." He woke up with a devilish smirk on his face.

"Uh. . . Morning . . . " I was confused I couldn't remember what happened last night. I tried to force the memories out, but the only thing I remember is right before I had all those shots at the club everything after that was black.
I looked back at him and his smirk turned into a grin as he constantly stared at me. I swear those dark brown eyes seem familiar, I feel like I know him.

"Why do you keep staring at me like that?" I asked him.

"Because your something worth seeing." No I really am not.

"Hey blonde I'm gonna take a quick shower." He sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed his shirt from the ground, he gave it to me and said, "You might want to get covered up its cold this morning."

"Ok. . . I guess" I spoke a little bit under a whisper. He completely got up to show that he was naked. I couldn't help but stare at his perfectly molded upper body, then as my eyes drifted down I looked back up to see a smirk on his face. I blushed with embarrassment, and looked away.

"Sorry. . . It just. . . I . . Uhh"

"Don't say sorry for staring. It's ok I get it all the time." He seemed so amused by what I had said. Yet he seemed so confident to not even think about the other things I could have been staring at, like the pretty window ledge bed.

He looks muscular, tall. As he walked his muscles flexed, every little move, just as I covered myself a bit more with the blankets he interrupted my thoughts.
"Don't go no where blonde." Wait. What? Why would I leave looking like this! I guess I was supposed to answer cause he stood there. Just waiting. . .

"Ok. Well I will still be out here by the time u get out. . . I guess." He was amused by answer, and chuckled.

I never let anyone in to see what is under my clothing. Ever. I just probably had way too many shots. -buzz!-

"Hey where r u??" As I read the text I smacked my forehead lightly, wondering if Veronica had already been freaking out about where I was. She was always one to be dramatic about everything, especially after a bad hangover. I started to read messages after messages starting from six a.m. to now. . .

"My god!! Would u fucking answer ur damn phone!!" After reading all of the messages I started to reply.

"Hey sorry for the late text I was asleep and just barely woke up."

"WHAT!! U SCARED ME!! WHERE R U AT?? WHO R U WITH!! WHAT HAPPENED!!" She was distressed and was pissed off with me. I could tell through the way she was with the all caps. There was a lot to talk about. . .

"Yeah well can u come and pick me up from wherever I am cause I need a ride. Please!"

"Where is the place anyways? Cause I need to know if I'm coming to get u from there."

"It's at Buckroe Beach Rd. 23664. Could u also bring me some clothes! Please!"

"Fine. I'm heading ur way BE READY!!"

I had to start getting ready, if I was't ready by the time she got here I would be in deep shit. I put my hair into a messy bun, all of my babyhairs came out from the sides of my bun. I put my dress on and noticed it was WAY too short, but I had to deal with it until she got here.

Now all i had to do was get my shoes which were. . . . .Wait. Where are my shoes? Maybe I left them somewhere in his flat. I started to open the door slowly and looked around through the little slight crack. I noticed my red pumps were thrown on the couch, and in the kitchen on the counter.

"What the heck!?!? Why are my shoes all the way over there!" I Quietly whispered to myself. I walked out the room looking from side to side to make sure there was no one else. Scared, I ran for the couch and grabbed my pump, it had a scratch on the side. Now I had to get my other shoe from the kitchen. I grabbed it then sat on the marvelous black couch so I could put in my shoes.

I told Veronica that I would meet her down stairs, because the flat is guarded and I know she doesn't like walking up stairs. I decided to just grab my jacket and headed toward the door. Suddenly I hear a door open. . . .

"Where do you think your going blonde?" He looked at me with an amused stare. Just the fact that u told him I was going to stay here was a big fat lie, and I don't normally lie.

"I was. . . Um. . . I have to go. . . ", Wait. Why was I going to tell him where I was going. There was no reason for him to know, "I have to go somewhere. . . "

"Oh." Was all he seemed to say. Slowly undressing me with his eyes, running over every curve and every bump. I had to break the silence.

"So. . . I have to. . Umm. . . Go." Awkward silence.

I had walked to the door and had my hand on the knob until, "At least have some breakfast before you leave." It wasn't like he was asking he was stating that I needed to eat breakfast.

"I think I'm good. Well . . . I have to go now. So I guess I'll . . . . See u around." With that I left.
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Hey everyone!! Sorry that I didn't update sooner I was really busy theses last few days. Cause u know it's close to thanksgiving and also I had parties to attend to. Not to mention my parents r all about cleaning. Lol.

But tell me wat u think of the wake up with Alisa? Just a heads up be ready for a very crazy chapter and I will try and make the chapter longer, but I can't promise. Hope u enjoyed!!