[onhold] Through All Seasons

5│Winter: 'Don't fuck with my freedom.'

I woke up with a huge headache. 

Where was I?

I stretched my entire body like a starfish. My hand touched something. Something soft. I shrieked. 

I wasn't in my bed! This was not my room. 

"Be quiet. I want to sleep," I heard someone grunt next to me. 

What the fuck? I turned my head slowly to the right. And sure enough, there he was. In all his glory. 

Collin Handsome-af-even-though-he-just-woke-up Harris. 

This was unfair. Nobody looked good when they just woke up.

I must have touched Collins's face because he was rubbing his cheek. 

With the other hand he shielded his eyes from the morning sun which shined through the window. 

"Collin?!" Holy crap! I was lying in the same bed as Collin I-apparently-wake-up-gorgeous Harris.  The memories came back in waves and hit me hard. I was on my way out, but he stopped me and...

"Shut up," he growled and pulled the sheet above his head. I had to get out of here. Fast.

In my attempt, to flee out of his bed I tripped and fell. And I took the sheets with me.

"Damn it," shouted Collin. "I literally just want to sleep, girl."

"I-I a-am sorry." I got up from the ground. I lurched a bit- probably side effects by my first hangover. Quickly I gathered the sheets from the floor. 

I looked to Collin who was now displaying his whole body. He wore nothing but boxer shorts and his abs. And he slept like this next to me, I thought. That thought alone made me uncomfortable and blushy. 

I threw the sheets back onto the bed. 

Damn, he looked hot. Hotter than hot. Not too many muscles, not too little, exactly right. 

I realized I was glaring, and turned around.

"No reason to be embarrassed, you are not the first one loving the sight of me." I could hear him grinning. Of course, he was grinning. He enjoyed this situation far too much. 

"I need to go." I put a hand on my pounding forehead.  

"Drink some water," he suggested. "First hangover, huh?" I risked a look at him, he was, of course, still grinning. Apparently, he was just doing fine. I guess, training?

"Yea." I found my dress on the chair. "Did something happen... um... between us?" I couldn't help but wonder since I didn't remember clearly coming up to his room at all. 

"No," he said so firmly, it somehow hurt my feelings. I didn't want anything to happen between us, so why was I offended and hurt? I brushed the feelings and thoughts away, they were no good. 

"That's good." I tried to get into my dress and out of the shirt without showing too much. "That's good. Very good." I repeated.

Somehow I managed to get dressed properly. I folded the shirt neatly and placed it on his desk.

"Thanks anyway." I grabbed my purse and stumbled out of his room before he could say more.

I heard a sigh when I was just outside his room.

Silently I got downstairs, hopefully not meeting any family members. I managed to get through the front door without someone noticing me. Small successes count as well.

Alright, so where was I exactly? How was I getting home from here? 

I got my phone out, but the battery was dead. Shit. Of course, I hadn't charged it last night.