Crystal Mirrors

16-From The Past

   I woke up to the sun streaming on my face. It didn't burn like I thought it would, it felt nice and warm. I didn't want to leave this bed. Especially not after last night. Cole was probably still pissed off at me and I definitely do not blame him. Who was I to ask him such a personal question? All because I was curious? I had more self control over that. And I knew, with every fiber of my being, that if I got out this bed I would have to apologize to him. I  just really, really don't want to.

   I groaned and popped on of my feet out from my covers. It's now or never. 

    I lifted my body up and dragged myself into the bathroom. When I tried to push the door open it was clearly locked. Wait, why would someone be in my bathroom? I banged hard on the bathroom door but there was no responde. When I leaned aganist the door I could hear the sound of a shower. It had to be Chanel, she would be the only one to 

   "Come on! Today is not the day! I have to apologize for acting like a royal douchebag and--"

   The door swung open and I stumbled onto something hard. When I pushed my hands in front of me to balance my self it landed on the hard object. Or rather, skin.

  I looked up in horror as I saw Cole's face, smirking delivishly down at me. "Is there a reason why your hand is on my chest."

   I squealed and backed up. Which was probably a terrible choice on my part since I saw him in his towel glory practically steaming. He looked hot, well he is hot. And my thoughts were going a mile a minute in the wrong direction. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were in the shower. I thought you were Chanel!"

    "You just barge in the shower when she's showering? That's a little naughty even for you."

     Please let me fall into the center of the earth. "Just for it, I'm leaving." If he was going to act obnoxious he can forget about the apology. He doesn't seem to be too heartbroken over what I said either. Once he gets dressed maybe, just maybe I'll think about saying sorry. As soon as I opened the door, the sight of Chanel and Rex heavily making out was in front of me. The worst part? They didn't even stop to notice me. I shrieked for what seemed like fifth time today and shut the door leaning aganist it. Cole was still in his towel, and still smirking. 

     "Is there a problem?"

     "Rex... Chanel." I shuddered. Chanel was my best friend and I've seen her kiss guys before but for whatever reason this was intense. Rex seemed pretty care free and calm too. Except when they were together they seemed to make fire. Literally. 

    "Are they kissing again? I could care less but the last thing I need is a fire in this place." His jaw clenched only slightly before he brought another towel to his hair. "So how are we this morning?"

     After my heart stopped racing, it started up again and I tried not to look into his eyes or his body. This was going to be difficult. "It was kind of ruined since a half naked male decided to take over my shower. This place is a manison and you decide to pick this bathroom?"

    "Well yeah. This one smells the nicest." He responded. "And out of all your emotions I don't think you were very angry at the sight of me. More like shocked, turned on possibly." He went back into the bathroom and came out with a change of clothes. He dropped them on the bed and continued drying his hair with the towel. 

   I blushed. "That is not how I felt." I said sternly. "I was actually trying to see you."

    "Oh?"

   I took a deep breath. Might as well get it over with. "Yeah, I wanted to say sorry for pushing that question on you. I'm naturally a curious person so I guess mix that with liquor and I act like a jerk. So, I'm sorry."