A/N: When there's demand, there's supply. Two chapters na naupload ko para po sa inyo - I was planning only of one but here it is. Inspired because of all your AMAZING comments. Truly appreciate it.
This chapter is dedicated to krungkrung4u. Manang your always there kinukulit me to post chapters. They are not too much but just about right to give me that push po. Hands down. Thank you.
PS nalipatak diay username mo idtoy wattpaden :/
Music video on the side which perfectly fits the two protagonists' feelings ----->
Anyway guys enjoy this chapter...
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I was woken up by the smell of bacon and the clanging sound that the pan make. Slowly opening my eyes, the rays of the sun welcomed me blinding me for a moment. I squinted hard to try and block the sunlight. Posters of racecars hanged on the walls, a small mahogany table settled in the corner and a big wardrobe greeted me. I tried to sit up in panic but my head throb protesting to just lay on the bed. The place was unfamiliar but I felt safe and warm. So where was I?
I rested my head back on to the pillows and turned myself to the side to see an ice pack thawing and a damp towel swimming freely in a small container on the beech table. I tried to slowly crawl my hand out of the comforter to reach for it but the door soon cracked open, leading me to quickly pretend that I was still asleep.
The person moved quietly but quickly closing the heavy thick brown curtains to block the sunlight. I tried to peer through my closed eyes to see what was happening but with the sudden darkness of the room, it was hard for my eyes to make sense of what it could see.
I rolled over the bed pretending to act that I was still asleep. A hand soon came out of nowhere softly pressing my cheeks and forehead to check if I was all right. The person soon let out a deep sigh and from the heaviness of his breath I know for sure that this person was a man.
I tried to squint hard not giving away that I was actually awake already but as I opened my eyes slowly, the man was taking his shirt off. I closed my eyes quickly with my heart thumping fast of what this man might do to me. I then clenched my fist into a rock readying myself to punch this man if he leaps onto the bed. But instead he opened another door and sounds of water trickling down enveloped the room.
I opened my eyes now trying to have my eyes adapt to the darkness. With my eyes fixated on the ceiling, I thought hard of what happened last night. I peered inside my comforter to see my yellow blouse and my jeans gone. Instead, a shirt and joggers were comfortably touching my skin. I panicked that how could I have changed into these clothes without me remembering of changing into this! For a minute I thought I have done it. Phewww… but it was still… intact.
“Last night…”, I breathed as I was trying to recollect what happened to me. I tried hard for some time to think but all I can think of was just going into the new club then everything was a blur. I know I danced but that was all what I could think of.
I covered myself, with the comforter on top of me, to think more deeply, controlling my breathing that I might have done something that could spell disaster. I rolled to the other side uncovering myself to look at the other side of the bed. A photo frame stood on top of the other table and I wanted to see who it was but with how dark the room was I would not be able to recognise it.
I sighed and was about to stretch my arms out for it, slowly crawling my hands out of the comforter but the door soon creaked. I rolled again to the side closing my eyes still acting up that I was still asleep. The man did not mind me and quickly opened his wardrobe. My eyes started opening slowly, squinting to try and steal a peek on his face but my body shook from nervousness and excitement.
