untitled.
You wake up in the morning, clothes are strewn all over you're white carpet.
Your bed is a mess.
Blankets and twisted and yet your warm.
There's someone next to you.
You practically have a panic attack until you look over and see a soft familiar face sleeping next to yours.
You look wide eyed in wonderment, and stare down at your naked body.
"This can't be happening.." You say out loud.
Joel hears you, and opens his beautiful blue eyes.
He smiles and a comfort falls over you. You're still majorly weirded out by the whole ordeal.
"What happened?" You ask him.
He looks up at you and gives you a smile saying, "What do you think happened Rori? Chemistry happened"
"Chemistry!" you practically yell, "Why are you naked in my bed?"
"The real question is, why are you naked next to me?"
You can't help but laugh through your enraged fury.
This guy can do it all, apparently.
You get up and embarrasingly put on a pair of underwear and the first shirt you find, which happens to be his. It fits you like a flirty dress. You realize how cold it is and hop back into bed, under the covers, he has already put on a pair of boxers.
He puts an arm around you and pulls you close.
You are feeling so safe, and then you think, "What am I doing? I just met this guy yesterday!"
"What are we doing Joel?" You ask him ashamed, "We just met each other yesterday, and now you probably think I'm just anther easy California girl."
"I could never see you as a sleazy California girl, Rori, you are beautiful and there was something inside you that wanted to get out, you needed to do something, and it happened to be this..."
You look at him, wondering why he is so right.
Your bed is a mess.
Blankets and twisted and yet your warm.
There's someone next to you.
You practically have a panic attack until you look over and see a soft familiar face sleeping next to yours.
You look wide eyed in wonderment, and stare down at your naked body.
"This can't be happening.." You say out loud.
Joel hears you, and opens his beautiful blue eyes.
He smiles and a comfort falls over you. You're still majorly weirded out by the whole ordeal.
"What happened?" You ask him.
He looks up at you and gives you a smile saying, "What do you think happened Rori? Chemistry happened"
"Chemistry!" you practically yell, "Why are you naked in my bed?"
"The real question is, why are you naked next to me?"
You can't help but laugh through your enraged fury.
This guy can do it all, apparently.
You get up and embarrasingly put on a pair of underwear and the first shirt you find, which happens to be his. It fits you like a flirty dress. You realize how cold it is and hop back into bed, under the covers, he has already put on a pair of boxers.
He puts an arm around you and pulls you close.
You are feeling so safe, and then you think, "What am I doing? I just met this guy yesterday!"
"What are we doing Joel?" You ask him ashamed, "We just met each other yesterday, and now you probably think I'm just anther easy California girl."
"I could never see you as a sleazy California girl, Rori, you are beautiful and there was something inside you that wanted to get out, you needed to do something, and it happened to be this..."
You look at him, wondering why he is so right.