Fanfiction: Noah Centineo & Lana Condor "To all the boys I've loved before"

CHAPTER 20 NOAH

I could not believe what kind of a situation I had gotten myself into. But there I was, lying in bed with boxer briefs on, and Lana right next to me. My heart was pounding a little bit at first. Why was I so nervous, there was literally nothing to be nervous about? Slowly but surely my heart rate went down and I could dive right into that hilarious movie. 

The next morning I felt sunlight tickling my face. I grunted and turned the other way. And then I suddenly remembered: Oh my God, I had fallen asleep in her bed!!! Shit. This was not a good situation for me. Nope. She did not even realize what was going on, and looked so sweet and peaceful in her sleep while slightly snoring, while I was freaking out a bit. One of her legs was lying on top of mine. What was I supposed to do know? Should I wake her? Should I just try to sneak off, and pretend as if I went home last night? But what if she caught me in the act? Both situations would be super weird and uncomfortable. Unlike this bed that I woke up in. I started looking around her room, it was fully lit now and I could make out more than just the bed, a cupboard and the TV set. She was a really tidy person, from what I could tell and I was surprised to see her books being sorted by colors of the covers. That seemed a little bit inconvenient, but looked pretty dope. I wanted to get up, and have a closer look at them, because I LOVE reading, but I was still being pinned down by her leg. I tried to squiggle away, and almost bumped my head on a picture frame that was standing on the nightstand right next to me. So... that was her boyfriend. I tried to pick the picture frame up without making any noise. That was one handsome fella. His face was kind of familiar to me, but I could not quite figure out from where I knew him. They looked really happy in that picture. He was leaning into her, as if to tell her a secret while she was smiling and wearing an off-shoulder lavender evening gown. Her eyes were sparkling. I put the picture frame back down, but could not help turning it around so I would not have to look at it again. Instead I carefully lifted her leg that was trying to pin me down and slowly got up.