I slowly open my eyes and close them again. Agrh my head is paining. I shouldn't have drank that much yesterday. I take a deep breath, this bed is so soft.
I feel cool breeze on my legs and smile.
This bed is so soft I nudge more inside the bed. It's more comfortable than mine.
More the mine
My eyes jolt open. Where am I. I quickly got up from my- I mean someone's bed. combing my hair with my fingers I admire The room.
There is a 2 people size bed in between of the room, the walls are painted white. Hmm plain. There is a study table at the corner of the room with all the books scattered around and a black colour headphones laying on top of the books with a black coffee cup on the side.
I shake my head and made my way towards the door "hello" I say slyly once I was out of the room.
There is a couch in the middle of the room and telvision opposite to it a table at the corner of the the room and a small open space beside it to enter an another room which I assume is the kitchen.
"You up. " I hear a familiar voice and Blake confesses out of which I assume kitchen. With a plate of roasted broccoli with egg in one hand and orange juice in other. " breakfast is ready."
He places it on the table and gestures me to sit on the chair and I do.
"Orange juice.?" I ask when he enters again in the kitchen. He comes out With
His plate
"Good for headache."
Impressive
I stare at his plate for a few movements "seriously." He stops eating and gives me a confused look "broccoli with cheese. "
"Yea you don't like it. "
"Who eats it." I ask and he looks at me with a serious face.
"Me."
I smile awkwardly. Weird.
I start eating "delicious."I say and he nods.i guess this is the way of him saying thanks. We eat in silence. I break the silence by asking a curious question "What happened yesterday."
"yesterday? " he questions and gulps the last bite which was in his plate.
"yeah. Yesterday I don't remember anything the last thing I remember is me dancing or the dance floor and YOU catching me from behind then..." I trail off keeping my index finger on my temple.
"then what, you became unconscious and I had to bring you home." he says and frowns. Why do I have a feeling he is lying.....
"no, I think something more happened, I can't remember like someone snatched-" Blake cuts me off and quickly says
"No." I look at at him with a confused face "I mean, nothing happened more, that is just probably your dream. " I look at him one last time and get up"where are you going."
"I going to keep my plate inside the kitchen." I point towards my finished plate and he nods and stands.
I make my way towards the kitchen and keep my plate in the dishwasher.
And Blake does the same.
Why do I have a feeling I forgot something. Something really important.
What is it. Hmm.....
I walk out of the kitchen. What the heck did I forget "so, i-" I spin around wide eyed and look at Blake.
"what is the time??."
"what??"
"don't you know English idiot, I asked what is the time." I ask sarcastically
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Teen Fiction•••on hold••• Isabella smith has come to a new city to forget about her brother, who died playing an illegal fight, she was hurt and broken. Her mother was not all happiness and butterflies, she was just acting as if nothing have ever happened and w...
