HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!

Chp 44

"Cause I feel so comfortable with you
You make me comfortable with you."

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KELLY'S POV

I woke up feeling exhausted but still better than earlier. The pain had reduced from before.

Wait, I woke up?
When did I fall asleep?

The flashbacks of earlier ran through my head and helped me remember everything that had happened.

The period pain and then Matt helping me out and holding me tight in his arms while I cried out in pain. His soothing voice calming me down and then falling asleep in his arms.

Wait, I fell asleep in Matt's arms?

My eyes shot open and I sat up on my bed.

Wait, this isn't my bed.

I take in my surroundings to realize that not only the bed but even the room wasn't mine.

Where on earth was I?

I glance at the wall clock to see it was 4am in the morning.

It was 2 in the afternoon when I had left school and now it was 4 in the morning.

I SLEPT FOR FREAKIN 14 HOURS!!??

Damn!

But the question still remains..
Where on earth was I!?

I get out of bed and walked out the door of the room.

I walk down the stairs only to hear a few shuffling of what sounds like utensils. I follow the direction of the voice only to see the most unexpected person standing in the kitchen.

I was in Matt's house!!??

Wait, I WAS IN MATTHEW FREAKIN KNIGHT'S HOUSE!!

"Mornin, sunshine." Matt greets, pulling me out of my thoughts

I see him flipping pancakes and then I take in his look, grey T-shirt and black sweatpants.

I'm sure I visibly gulped when I saw his muscles.

He wasn't really muscular but wasn't lean either. He just had the perfect body of a Greek God.

Just how you like it. My conscience spoke and I ignored it.

"Mornin." I say and a yawn escapes my mouth

"Wow. You get 14 hours of sleep and you're still yawning." he says and chuckles

I roll my eyes at him and climb up the kitchen counter.

I was supposed to feel awkward about being in his house and all but I find myself pretty chilled and comfortable being here and I don't even know how or why that is.

"You feelin okay, precious? He asks, concern laced in his voice

"Way way better than before." I say in a cheerful voice

"Good." he says with a soft smile and an unreasonable emotion on his face

"You like pancakes?" he asks as he flips another pancake

"What if I say no?" I ask with a raised eyebrow

"Then I would tie you up to a chair and force you to eat the pancakes." he says

"As if. I'm pretty sure you'll make something else for me if I say I don't like pancakes." I say, knowing I'm right

"You never know, precious." he says with a playful smirk