What's Next?

I slowly drifted awake. It was arounf this point where I realised I wasn't in my own house. I panicked a little. Where was I? My mum was going to kill me for not comming home last night! Omg, the German test!

"Morning sleepy" I calmed down as soon as I heard his voice. I at least remembered where I was now.

I looked up and smiled. He was sat in his windowsill, with I-pod in and his beautiful eyes shining at me.

"I didn't want to wake you." It felt like I was falling more and more for him everyday and I loved it! I now didn't have to make sure I smiled when he made cheeky or funny comments because he made me smile anyway.

"Whats the time?"

"Check my phone." He nodded towards the bedside cabinet where his battered and scratched phone sat. I picked it up and looked for the time. Wait a second, fourteen missed calls from Jessica. Who the hell was Jessica?

"Whats up babe?" He  must have seen my expression.

"Oh, uh, nothing. It's just later than I expected." He seemed to accept that and I silently congratulated myself on the cover-up. I didn't want to ask. I mean I'm sure he has a perfectly legitimate reason for her calling him, whoever she was. Besides he didn't take the calls did he. Still why was she so desperate to get through to him. I mean she called him fourteen times and... maybe she had text him to. Was it wrong to just take a little peak at his texts. I mean I wouldn't read any unless they were from her. I pondered it.

"Hey, what are you doing now?"

"Uh, nothing!" I looked very guilty and clutched his phone.

"Haha cummon, hand it over."

I felt flirtatious already, its only nine in the morning! "Come get it lazy" I grinned.

He laughed and got off the windowsill and play fought it off me, distracting me by kissing my neck and slowly stealing his phone back.

The End

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